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.

was that? Did you hear something?” she asks, her eyes opening and scanning the

gesture for her

***Natalia***

when suddenly a little white light appears in

woman echoes from the light, singing a sweet lullaby

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

thoughts, I decide to follow the voice towards the light,

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

room is large and spacious with a

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

rope bridge connects the two

a large bed with forest covers

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

table with two chairs sits beside the the left wall and

are very few toys, only a small

my surprise, there are no windows in the room, an air vent

entrance of the room, which appears to be bolted shut

is no child’s room,

This is a prison.

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

his left eye is completely swollen shut,

he scribbles “My name is Zane”

him, there is a pile of sheets

Zane’s

to jingle, the little boy stiffening up

several of the locks are undone, the door

warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he looks at

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

she giggles as she lifts him into her arms, Zane resting his head on her shoulder pushing in a small cart with

blue eyes like the ocean,

rushes to the desk, pulling out a small card with a

is busy

looks down at little Zane

kid?” He asks, taking the card and

nice and you’re not mean.I

I’m glad I don’t smell,” he

I’m not a father

any minute now,” the woman laughs, Zane nodding

you have a card for

nods anyway and fishes out another card, this

the woman who reads

cracking a little as she reads before she

very good boy, my love,” she

she pauses, searching for

you very much.Just in his own way.” see in

lunch, okay?” she forces

two of them enjoying their

quiet as he eats, careful not to chew loudly

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

suddenly bursts open, a tall

his bulging muscles

scar

is combed back and his

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

for a meeting in

son has a gift for you,” she replies

She’s his mother?I wonder.

man turns to look at Zane who is trembling in his

“Go on, Zane,”

nudges him

what you made for him on his special

in fear but does not disobey his mother, climbing out

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

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

arm and strikes Zane in the

is on her feet in an instant,

you animal!” she snarls, shoving

showing you

look me in

in the eye when

“He’s just a boy!”

argues, helping Zane

boy that will one

his finger at Zane

behind a weak

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

Zane remains strong, holding them back with all of his might so as not to enrage his

heavily, swallowing back the sobs I know he wants

shaking legs and tear-stained cheeks, Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with pride

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

say the words, then he doesn’t deserve to call me father,” Sebastian

all alone in the pitch black with

is the realization that I have been unkind to a man who has

I find Zane staring blankly at the floor, his face devoid of

comfort him, my mind still reeling from

was a prisoner in his own

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