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.

hear something?” she asks, her

laugh a little and gesture for her to close

***Natalia***

eyelids when suddenly a little

light, singing a sweet lullaby

coming from?” I wonder, looking around the emptiness

to follow the voice towards the light, approaching it

as it surfaced, the white light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for a few moments before settling

large and spacious with a high ceiling, the

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

rope bridge connects the two

bridge, there is a large

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

two chairs sits beside the the left wall and hundreds

few toys, only a small stuffed gray wolf sitting on

room, an air vent the

appears to be bolted

child’s room, I

This is a prison.

sheets

find that his left eye is completely

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

is a pile of sheets

be Zane’s

the door begin to jingle, the little

of the locks are undone, the door swings

eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s

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

Zane

piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and he is

out of his mother’s arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out a small card with a crudely drawn wolf on

arm who is busy

man looks down at little

asks, taking the card

not mean.I like

I don’t

I’m not a father

is due any minute now,” the woman

you have a card for

out another card, this one darker and with no

hands it to the woman who reads it out

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

good boy, my love,” she sighs,

is just….” she pauses, searching for the

in his own way.” see

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

the two of them enjoying their

he eats, careful not to chew loudly

him the many birds she saw on her run earlier that

bursts open,

his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely contained within his dark

a scar just below

and his eyes are almost

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

due for a

has a gift for you,” she

She’s his mother?I wonder.

turns to look at Zane who is trembling in

“Go on, Zane,”

nudges him

Daddy what you made for him on

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

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

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

man then raises his arm and strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling over on the ground

on her feet in an instant, screaming at

shoving him though he does not

showing you

did not look me in the

man looks another man in the eye

“He’s just a boy!”

Zane to his

one day lead

finger

not leave behind a weak Alpha

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

remains strong, holding them back with all of his

the sobs I know

Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage at the card with

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

the words, then he doesn’t deserve to call me

all alone in the pitch black with my heart

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

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

him,

a prisoner

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