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,

a little and gesture for her to

***Natalia***

scan the darkness behind my eyelids when suddenly a little white light appears in the black abyss of

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

voice coming from?” I wonder, looking around the emptiness but

decide to follow the voice towards the

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

and spacious with a

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

bridge connects the two

the bridge, there is a large bed with forest

appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with

chairs sits beside the the left wall and hundreds of books

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

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

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

no child’s room,

This is a prison.

desk, hunching over several sheets of paper.He can’t be more than 5

closer to him and to my horror, find that his left eye is completely swollen shut, dark bruises littering

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

a pile of

be Zane’s memories,

jingle, the little boy stiffening up in

undone, the door

and warm smile resemble

climbs out

Zane resting his head on her

is quite handsome, his piercing blue eyes like the ocean,

desk, pulling out a small card with a crudely drawn wolf on

arm who is busy setting

down at little

me kid?” He asks, taking the

you’re not mean.I like you.” he

I’m glad I don’t smell,” he

not a

wife is due any minute now,” the

do you have a card for your

anyway and fishes out another card, this one darker and with no picture on

to the woman who reads it out

promise to be good now,” she says, her voice cracking a little as she reads before she kneels down and pulls Zane to

very good boy, my love,” she sighs, trying

she pauses, searching for the

way.” see in her eyes that even she

our lunch, okay?”

dismisses Wyatt, the two of

as he eats, careful not to chew loudly

explaining to him the many birds she saw on her run earlier that

open, a tall man storming

at about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles and

a scar just below his

combed back and his eyes are

called me in here,

for a meeting in

son has a gift

She’s his mother?I wonder.

turns to look at Zane who

“Go on, Zane,”

him by

what you made for him on his special

climbing out of his

towers over Zane, glaring at him with flared nostrils keeps his head down, his

eye when addressing me, boy,”

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

on her feet in an instant,

snarls, shoving

was just showing you his

look me in the eye!” Sebastian

another man in the eye

“He’s just a boy!”

argues, helping Zane to

that will one day lead this pack,

his finger at Zane

a weak Alpha

little boy straightens himself out as he once again approaches his father.He holds his head high, his

holding them back with all of his might so as

back the sobs I know he

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

in the pitch black with my heart shattering to

more painful than the memory, however, is the realization that I have been unkind to a man who has

Zane staring blankly at

say to help comfort him, my mind

was a prisoner

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