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

laugh a little and gesture for her to

***Natalia***

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

light, singing a sweet lullaby

looking around the emptiness but only seeing

decide to follow the voice

blinding me for a

large and spacious with a high ceiling, the

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

a large bed

kitchenette equipped with a

with two chairs sits beside the the left wall and hundreds of books and index cards

a child’s room, there are very few toys, only a small

air vent the only means of

out a bathroom near the entrance of the room, which appears to be

is no child’s

This is a prison.

appears at the desk, hunching over several sheets of

horror, find that his left eye is completely swollen shut,

sleeve as he scribbles “My name is Zane” over

is a pile of sheets

Zane’s

door begin to jingle, the little boy

after several of the locks are undone, the door swings open, a beautiful woman walking

smile resemble Zane’s whenever he looks

note, watching as Zane climbs out of his chair to

my beautiful boy,” she giggles as she lifts him into her arms, Zane resting his head on her shoulder pushing in

handsome, his piercing blue eyes like the ocean,

arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out a small card with a crudely drawn wolf

timidly pokes the man’s arm who is

at little Zane and

kid?” He asks, taking the card and

smell very nice and you’re not mean.I like you.”

I don’t smell,”

I’m not a

any minute now,” the woman

sweetie, do you have a card

he nods anyway and fishes out

the woman who reads

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

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

just….” she pauses, searching

loves you very much.Just in his own way.” see in her eyes

don’t you and I have our lunch, okay?”

dismisses Wyatt, the two of them enjoying their

very quiet as he eats, careful not to chew loudly

him the many

suddenly bursts open, a tall man

6ft 4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders

a scar just below his

dark hair is combed back and

in here, Ellie?” he snaps

for a meeting in 15

has a gift

She’s his mother?I wonder.

Agnes? The man turns to look at Zane who is trembling in

“Go on, Zane,”

nudges him by the

Daddy what you made for him

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

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

addressing me, boy,” the man spits,

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

is on her feet in an instant, screaming at

you animal!” she snarls, shoving

was just showing you

not look me in the eye!”

another man in the eye when he’s talking

“He’s just a boy!”

Zane

that will one

curling his finger at Zane

a weak Alpha

out as he once again approaches his father.He holds his head high, his

but little Zane remains strong, holding them back with all of his might so as

swallowing back the sobs I

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

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

he can’t say the words, then he doesn’t deserve to call

me all alone in the pitch black with

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

staring blankly at the

to say to help comfort him, my mind still reeling from

was a prisoner

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