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.

something?” she asks, her

and gesture for her to

***Natalia***

suddenly a little white light appears in the black abyss

the light, singing a sweet

from?” I wonder, looking around the emptiness but only seeing

alone with my thoughts, I decide to

temporarily blinding me for a few moments before settling back and revealing

spacious with a high ceiling, the decor mimicking

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

connects

there is a large bed

side of the room there is what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink,

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

a 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

entrance of the room, which appears to be bolted shut with a myriad of locks and chains dangling

child’s room, I

This is a prison.

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

left eye is completely swollen shut, dark bruises

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

there is a pile of sheets repeating the

must be Zane’s memories,

the door begin to jingle, the little boy stiffening up in

the door swings open, a

kind eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s

related, \take note, watching as Zane climbs out of his chair to greet the woman with

giggles as she lifts him into her arms, Zane

piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and

to the desk, pulling

man’s arm who is

looks down at

for me kid?” He asks, taking the

Wyatt.You smell very nice and you’re not

I’m glad I

I’m not a

minute now,”

sweetie, do you have a card for

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

woman who reads it

now,” she says, her voice cracking a little as she reads before she kneels down and

love,” she sighs, trying

is just….” she pauses, searching for the

very much.Just in his own way.” see in her eyes that even she

I have our lunch, okay?” she forces a smile, little

Wyatt, the two of them enjoying their

quiet as he eats, careful not to chew

the talking, explaining to him the many birds she saw

suddenly bursts open, a

4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely contained within his

a scar just below his

and his eyes are almost black with

why you called me in here, Ellie?” he

due for a meeting in

son has a gift for you,” she

She’s his mother?I wonder.

Agnes? The man turns to look at Zane who

“Go on, Zane,”

him by the

for him

his father in fear but does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his

at him with flared nostrils keeps his head down, his hand shaking violently as he holds

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

in the face, Zane falling over on the ground with

in an instant, screaming

you animal!” she snarls, shoving him though he does not

just showing you his

me in the eye!” Sebastian

real man looks another man in the

“He’s just a boy!”

helping Zane

that will one

curling his finger

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 card out to the tall

strong, holding them back with all

sobs I know

tear-stained cheeks, Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

words, then he

abyss, leaving me all alone in the pitch black with my heart shattering to

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

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

help comfort him, my mind still reeling from all the information

prisoner

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