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, her eyes opening and scanning

little and gesture for

***Natalia***

eyelids when suddenly a little white light appears in

a woman echoes from the light, singing a

I wonder, looking around the emptiness

I decide to follow the voice towards the

me, temporarily blinding

room is large and spacious with a high ceiling, the decor

the room, a treehouse sitting on the tree on the left and a slide wrapping around the tree on

connects the

is a large bed with forest covers

room there is what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a

left wall and

there are very few toys, only a small stuffed

an air vent the

which appears to be

child’s room,

This is a prison.

sheets of paper.He

to my horror, find that his left eye is completely swollen shut, dark bruises littering the entirety of his

crying, furiously wiping at his tears with his sleeve as he scribbles “My name is Zane”

there is a pile of sheets repeating the

Zane’s memories,

begin to jingle,

undone, the door swings open, a beautiful woman

eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he looks

must be related, \take note, watching as Zane climbs out of his chair to

lifts him into her arms, Zane resting his head on her

quite handsome, his piercing blue eyes like

his mother’s arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out a small card with

timidly pokes the man’s arm who is busy setting

man looks down at little Zane

taking the card and reading the

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

glad I don’t

I’m not

any minute now,” the

have a card for your

fishes out another card, this one darker and with

the woman

good now,” she says, her voice cracking a little as she reads

love,” she sighs, trying very hard not to let her tears

pauses, searching for the

his own way.” see in

our lunch, okay?”

the two of them enjoying their

careful not to chew loudly or make

the talking, explaining to him the many birds she

bursts open, a tall man

4, his bulging muscles and

a scar just below

is combed back and his eyes are almost black

why you called me in here, Ellie?” he

for a

has a gift for you,” she

She’s his mother?I wonder.

about Agnes? The man turns to look at

“Go on, Zane,”

nudges him by the

made for him on his special

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

his head down, his hand shaking violently as he holds out the

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

raises his arm and strikes Zane in the face,

on her feet in an instant, screaming at the

she snarls, shoving him though he does not

just showing you his

look me in the eye!”

real man looks another man in the eye when

“He’s just a boy!”

helping Zane

that will one day lead

finger at Zane to

behind a weak Alpha to

once again approaches his father.He holds his head high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly as he

them back with

the sobs I

my heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage at the

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

say the words, then he doesn’t

me all alone in the pitch black with my heart shattering to pieces

memory, however, is the realization that I have been unkind to a man who has grown up feeling unloved by someone

I find Zane staring blankly at the floor, his face devoid of

know what to say to help comfort him, my mind still reeling from all the information

was a prisoner

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