The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

Chapter 28

Zane***

“You can use my phone if that helps,”

Talia suggests, pulling out her phone from her pocket and unlocking it for me.

Beads of sweat gather at my temple as I stare blankly at the Notepad app.

She’s not asking for much, Grayson mutters.

Did you miss the part where she’s been married to a perfect Alpha? I snap at him.

What do you think will go through her head when she realizes she’s mated to a freak? You are being dramatic, Grayson groans.

He wasn’t THAT perfect.

He cheated on her! WITH HER SISTER! That’s not the point! The point is my own father refused to recognize meas his son! \retort.

When Talia realizes how truly worthless I am, she’ll reject me like everyone else has.

Do you not trust our mate will treat us fairly? Grayson asks.

I look up at my mate, her smile faltering with my everlasting silence.

She deserves the truth…

Grayson sighs.

And so do we.

We won’t know how she truly feels about us if all we show her is a lie.

But…Anything.

The phone trembles in my hand, my fingers unwilling to type out a message.

Minutes crawl by before Talia finally loses her patience.

“Okay, I think this date is over,”

Talia laughs dryly, my heart sinking as a few tears cling to her eyes.

She wipes at them angrily and starts to get up, disappointed by my lack of response.

“I honestly don’t even know what I was expecting,” she mutters, shaking her head at herself.

“This was such a f*****g mistake and I can’t even be mad at you because I did this to myself,” she huffs, rolling her eyes.

“I should have just kept my mouth shut.”

She presses the palms of her hands against her eyes to stop the tears from flowing down her cheeks.

“Please take me home,” she whimpers.

“I don’t want to be here anymore.”

My mind goes into a panic when I hear the hurt in her voice.I open my mouth to explain but it feels as though the wind has been knocked out of me and all that comes out is a gasp.

Come on! I snap at myself.

Say something! But the harder I try to utter a word, the drier my mouth feels and the heavier my tongue becomes.

All the memories of my father screaming at me to speak come flooding back and the words get caught in my throat, unable to escape.

She deserves the truth, I remind myself, taking a few deep breaths and rising to my feet shoulders and turn her towards me, embracing her in my arms.

I try to hold her to my chest but Talia only shakes her head in anger at me.

“No,” she cries.

“You don’t get to just hug this all away.I told you my story.I shared my pain with you,” she hiccups.

“Why can’t you do the same for me?”

Knowing she is right, I urge her to sit back down, patting the space beside me as my eyes plead with her to sit.

Reluctantly, she settles down, hugging her knees to her chest.

Her brown eyes watch me carefully, scrutinizing my every move.

I pull the phone from my pocket and after she unlocks it, I type out my plan.

“I can’t tell you my story, but I can show you,” She reads aloud.

“Close your eyes.”

She gives me a confused look but I just smile and place my hand over my own eyes to show her what I need from her.

Very hesitantly, she places both hands over her eyes, sighing deeply in annoyance.

Taking a deep breath, I close my own eyes and concentrate, letting down my walls and accepting the river of thoughts coming from my mate.

“This is silly,” her voice echoes in my head.

“Shhh,”

I whisper, Talia suddenly jumping up and looking around frantically.

you hear something?” she asks,

little and gesture for her to

***Natalia***

when suddenly a little white light appears in the

from the light, singing

voice coming from?” I wonder, looking around

my thoughts, I decide to follow the voice towards the light, approaching it

light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for a few moments before settling

and spacious with a high ceiling, the decor mimicking a

on the tree on the left and a slide wrapping

bridge connects

the bridge, there is a large bed with forest covers

small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini fridge, and

with two chairs sits beside the the left wall and hundreds of books and index

a child’s room, there are very few toys,

room, an air vent the only means of fresh air, providing ventilation

can make out a bathroom near the entrance of the room, which appears to be bolted shut with

no child’s

This is a prison.

at the desk, hunching over several sheets of paper.He can’t be more

my horror, find that his left eye is completely swollen shut, dark

wiping at his tears with his sleeve as he scribbles “My name is Zane” over and over again

a pile of sheets repeating

be Zane’s

to jingle, the little boy stiffening up

several of the locks are undone, the door swings open, a beautiful

resemble

note, watching as Zane climbs out of his chair to greet the woman

her arms, Zane

like the ocean, and he is fit but not

arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out a small card with a crudely

timidly pokes the man’s arm who is

man looks down at

me kid?” He asks, taking the

smell very nice and you’re not mean.I like you.”

I

I’m not a father

any minute now,” the woman

have a

anyway and fishes out another card, this one darker and

the woman

Dad.I promise to be good now,” she says, her voice cracking a little as she

very good boy, my love,” she sighs, trying

pauses, searching for

loves you, baby.He loves you very much.Just in his own way.” see in her

lunch, okay?” she forces

two

is very quiet as he eats, careful not to chew loudly or make a

the talking, explaining to him the many birds

bursts open,

muscles and broad shoulders barely contained

a scar just

is combed back and

explain why you called me in here, Ellie?” he snaps at

a meeting in 15

has a gift

She’s his mother?I wonder.

Agnes? The man turns to look at Zane

“Go on, Zane,”

nudges him by

made for him on his

does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly holding

keeps his head

eye when addressing me, boy,” the man spits, Zane remaining frozen

then raises his arm and strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling over on the ground with a small

her feet in an instant, screaming at the

animal!” she snarls, shoving him though he

just showing you

look me in the eye!”

in the

“He’s just a boy!”

Zane

will one day

roars, curling his finger at Zane to come

not leave behind a weak Alpha to take my

holds his head high, his

to his eyes but little Zane remains strong, holding them back with all of his might so as not to enrage his

the sobs I know he wants to

Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with pride at his

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

words, then he doesn’t deserve to call me

abyss, leaving me all alone in the pitch black

been unkind to a man who has grown up feeling unloved by someone who should

blankly at the floor, his face

to help comfort him, my mind still

prisoner in his own

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