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
***Natalia***
eyelids when suddenly a little white light appears in the black abyss of
light, singing a sweet lullaby of sorts, and I
looking around the
I am alone with my thoughts, I decide to follow the voice towards the light,
as it surfaced, the white light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for a
is large and spacious with a high ceiling, the decor mimicking
room, a treehouse sitting on the tree on the left and a slide wrapping around the
bridge connects
the bridge, there is a large bed
the opposite side of the room there is what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster
wall and hundreds of books and index cards stored on
this appearing to be a child’s room, there are very few toys, only a small stuffed gray wolf sitting on the
an air vent
the entrance of the room, which appears to be bolted shut with a myriad of locks and
is no child’s
This is a prison.
little boy appears at the desk, hunching 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 of
crying, furiously wiping at his tears with his sleeve as he scribbles “My name is Zane” over and over
there is a pile of sheets
must be Zane’s
on the door begin to jingle, the little boy stiffening up
the locks are undone, the door
and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he looks
out of his chair to greet the woman
my beautiful boy,” she giggles as she lifts him into her arms, Zane resting his head on her shoulder pushing in a
eyes like the ocean, and he is
of his mother’s arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out a small card
man’s arm who is busy setting up the food on
man looks down at
for me kid?” He asks, taking the
you’re not mean.I like you.”
I
I’m not
now,” the woman laughs, Zane nodding
do you have a card for your
smile falters slightly but he nods anyway and fishes out another card, this one darker and with no
the woman who
promise to be good now,” she says, her voice cracking a little as she reads before she
a very good boy, my love,” she sighs, trying
she pauses, searching for the
much.Just in his own way.”
have our lunch, okay?” she
two of them enjoying their
quiet as he eats, careful not to chew loudly or
does most of the talking, explaining to him the many birds she saw on her run earlier
suddenly bursts open, a tall
about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely contained
a scar just below his
back and his eyes
me in here, Ellie?” he snaps at
due for a meeting in
son has a gift
She’s his mother?I wonder.
turns to look
“Go on, Zane,”
him
made for him on his
in fear but does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat
Zane, glaring at him with flared nostrils keeps his head down,
me in the eye when addressing me,
then raises his arm and strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling over on the ground with a small
her feet in an instant, screaming at the
shoving
was just showing
did not look me in
in the eye when
“He’s just a boy!”
argues, helping Zane to
that will one day lead this
curling his finger at Zane to
behind a weak Alpha
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
but little Zane remains strong, holding them back with all of his might so as not to enrage his father any
heavily, swallowing back the sobs I know he wants
Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with pride
“Read it.”
“Sebastian-”
then he doesn’t deserve to
memory fades into the abyss, leaving me all alone in the pitch black with my heart shattering to pieces at
realization that I have been unkind to a man who has grown up feeling unloved by someone who
staring blankly at the floor, his face devoid of
help comfort him, my mind still reeling from
prisoner in his own
The Silent Alpha Chapter 28
the silent alpha natalia Chapter 28
the silent alpha by StephanieLight Chapter 28