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.

she asks, her eyes opening and

laugh a little and gesture for her to

***Natalia***

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

light, singing a sweet lullaby of sorts,

from?” I wonder, looking

alone with my thoughts, I decide to

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

room is large and spacious with a high ceiling,

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

bridge connects the

below the bridge, there is a large bed with forest covers and

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

chairs sits beside the the left wall

appearing to be a child’s room, there are very few toys, only a small stuffed gray wolf sitting on

the room, an air vent

to be bolted shut with

no child’s

This is a prison.

appears at the desk, hunching over several sheets

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

scribbles “My name is Zane” over and over again on a sheet

there is a pile

must be Zane’s memories, I

the door begin to jingle, the little boy stiffening up in

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

smile resemble Zane’s whenever

note, watching as Zane climbs out of his chair

him into her arms, Zane resting his

piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and

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

the man’s arm who is

down at little Zane

taking the card and reading

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

glad I don’t

I’m not

any minute now,” the woman laughs, Zane

you have a card for

smile falters slightly but he nods anyway and fishes out another card, this one darker and with no

woman

Father’s Day, Dad.I promise to be good now,” she says, her voice cracking a

boy, my love,” she sighs, trying

she pauses, searching for the

way.” see in her eyes that even she doesn’t believe her own

okay?” she forces a smile, little Zane nodding

two of them enjoying

very quiet as he eats, careful

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

open, a tall man storming

his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely contained

scar

combed back and his eyes are almost

you called me in here, Ellie?” he snaps at

due for a meeting in

son has a gift for

She’s his mother?I wonder.

The man turns to look at Zane who is trembling

“Go on, Zane,”

him by the

Daddy what you made for

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

his head down, his hand shaking violently as

me, boy,” the man spits, Zane remaining

arm and strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling over on the ground

on her feet in an instant, screaming

animal!” she snarls, shoving him though he does

was just showing

not look me in

looks another man in

“He’s just a boy!”

argues, helping Zane to his

will one day

his finger at

I will not leave behind a weak Alpha to take my

high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly

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 to

swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

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

abyss, leaving me all alone in the pitch black with my heart shattering to pieces at

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

Zane staring blankly at the floor, his face

help comfort him,

prisoner in

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