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.

Did you hear something?” she asks, her eyes opening and

a little and gesture for

***Natalia***

eyelids when suddenly a little white light appears in the black abyss

voice of a woman echoes from the light, singing a sweet lullaby of sorts, and

is that voice coming from?” I wonder, looking around the emptiness but only seeing the

am alone with my thoughts, I decide to follow the voice towards the

abruptly as it surfaced, the white light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me

room is large and spacious with a high ceiling, the

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

connects the two

below the bridge, there is a large bed with forest

to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini fridge, and cabinets which I

the left wall and hundreds of books

child’s room, there are very few toys, only a small stuffed gray wolf sitting on

windows in the room, an air vent the only means of fresh air,

to be bolted shut with

is no child’s room, I

This is a prison.

over several sheets of paper.He can’t be more than 5 or 6 years

that his left eye is completely swollen shut, dark bruises littering the entirety

as he scribbles “My name is Zane” over and over again on a sheet of

pile

must be Zane’s

door begin to jingle, the little boy

undone, the

warm smile resemble

climbs out of his chair to

into her arms, Zane resting his head on her

quite handsome, his piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and he

and rushes to the desk, pulling out a

is busy setting up the food

man looks down at little

asks, taking the card and reading the words out

not mean.I like you.”

I don’t smell,” he

not

is due any minute now,”

sweetie, do you have a card for your

anyway and fishes out another card, this one darker

to the woman who reads it

she says, her voice cracking a little as she reads before she kneels down and pulls Zane

already a very good boy, my love,” she sighs, trying very hard not to

is just….” she pauses, searching for the right

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

our lunch, okay?”

the two of them enjoying their meal

careful not to chew loudly or

most of the talking, explaining to him the many birds she saw on her

suddenly bursts open, a tall man storming

about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely

is a scar just below his

dark hair is combed back and his eyes are almost

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

a meeting in

son has a gift for you,” she replies

She’s his mother?I wonder.

about Agnes? The man turns to look at Zane who is trembling in

“Go on, Zane,”

nudges him

made for him on his special

does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat

flared nostrils keeps his head down, his hand shaking violently as he holds out

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

the face, Zane

feet in an instant, screaming

you animal!” she snarls, shoving

just showing

not look me in

real man looks another man in the eye when he’s talking

“He’s just a boy!”

Zane to

boy that will one day

his finger at Zane to

I will not leave behind a weak Alpha to

little boy straightens himself out as he once again approaches his father.He holds his head high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly as he holds the

but little Zane remains strong, holding them back with all of his might so as

sobs I know he wants to let

faces his father, my heart swelling with

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

he doesn’t deserve to call

memory fades into the abyss, leaving me all alone in the pitch black with my heart shattering to pieces at what I

have been unkind to a man

my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at the floor, his face

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

was a prisoner in his

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