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.

asks, her eyes

a little and gesture for

***Natalia***

a little white light appears in the black

of a woman echoes from the light, singing a

is that voice coming from?” I wonder, looking

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

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

spacious with a

of the room, a treehouse sitting on the tree on the left and

rope bridge connects

a large bed

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

beside the the left wall and hundreds of books and index cards stored on countless

very few toys, only a small stuffed gray wolf sitting on

surprise, there are no windows in the room, an air vent the only means of fresh air, providing ventilation and

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

no child’s room,

This is a prison.

at the desk, hunching over several sheets of

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

sleeve as he scribbles “My name is Zane” over and over again

there is a pile of sheets repeating the

must be Zane’s

to jingle, the little boy stiffening

are undone, the door swings open, a beautiful

and warm smile resemble

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

lifts him into her arms, Zane resting his head on her shoulder pushing in a

is quite handsome, his piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and he is fit but not

desk, pulling out a small card with a

timidly pokes the man’s arm who is busy setting up

at little

for me kid?” He asks, taking the card and

smell very nice and you’re not

I’m glad I don’t smell,”

not

due any minute now,” the woman laughs,

do you have a

falters slightly but he nods anyway and fishes out another card, this

it to the woman

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

my love,” she sighs, trying very hard not

she pauses, searching for

baby.He loves you very much.Just in his own way.” see in her eyes that even she doesn’t believe her

and I have our lunch, okay?”

dismisses Wyatt, the two of

is very quiet as he eats, careful not

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

door suddenly bursts open, a tall

4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely contained within

scar just below

dark hair is combed back and his eyes are

you called me in here, Ellie?” he snaps

a meeting

a gift for you,” she

She’s his mother?I wonder.

Agnes? The man turns to look at Zane who

“Go on, Zane,”

nudges him

for

his father in fear but does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly holding out

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

in the eye when addressing me, boy,” the man

Zane in the face, Zane falling over on the ground with a small

is on her feet in an instant,

you animal!” she snarls, shoving

just showing you his

look me

another man in the eye when he’s talking to

“He’s just a boy!”

helping Zane

one day lead this pack,

curling his finger at

not leave behind a weak Alpha to

high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly as he holds the card out to the tall

remains strong, holding them back with all

heavily, swallowing back the sobs I know

heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage at the card with mild

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

can’t say the words, then he

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

the memory, however, is the realization that I have been unkind to a man who

I open my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at the

don’t even know what to say to help comfort him, my

was a prisoner in

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