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, her eyes opening and

little and gesture for her

***Natalia***

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,

is that voice coming from?” I wonder, looking around the emptiness but only seeing the

my thoughts, I decide to follow

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

a high ceiling, the decor mimicking a

on opposite sides of the room, a treehouse sitting on the tree

bridge connects the two

a

kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini fridge,

two chairs sits beside the the left 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

there are no windows in the room, an air vent the only means

to be bolted shut

no child’s room,

This is a prison.

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

him and to my horror, find that his left eye is completely swollen shut, dark bruises littering the entirety of his face and

as he scribbles “My

there is a pile of sheets repeating

must be Zane’s memories, I

on the door begin to jingle, the

several of the locks are undone, the door swings

smile resemble Zane’s whenever

note, watching as Zane climbs out

him into her arms, Zane resting

handsome, his piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and he is fit but

out of his mother’s arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out a small card with a crudely drawn wolf

pokes the man’s arm who is

down at little Zane

taking the

Day, Wyatt.You smell very nice and you’re not mean.I

I don’t smell,” he

I’m not

minute now,” the

have a card for your

smile falters slightly but he nods anyway and fishes out another

it to the woman who reads it out

Day, Dad.I promise to be good now,” she says, her voice cracking a little as she reads

she sighs, trying very hard

just….” she pauses, searching

much.Just in his own way.” see in her

don’t you and I have our lunch, okay?” she forces a smile, little Zane

woman dismisses Wyatt, the two of them enjoying

quiet as he eats, careful not to chew loudly

most of the talking, explaining to him the many birds she saw on her

open, a tall man

muscles and broad shoulders barely

scar

combed back and his eyes are almost

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

a

gift for you,” she replies

She’s his mother?I wonder.

turns to look at Zane who is trembling

“Go on, Zane,”

nudges him by the

Daddy what you made for him on

at his father in fear but does not disobey his mother, climbing

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

addressing me, boy,” the

strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling

in an instant,

animal!” she snarls, shoving him

was just showing you

me

man in the

“He’s just a boy!”

Zane to

will one day lead

finger at

I will not leave behind a weak Alpha to take

high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly as he holds the card out to the

holding them back with all of

heavily, swallowing back the sobs I know he wants to let

cheeks, Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage at the card

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

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

me all alone in the pitch black with my heart shattering to pieces at what I just

to a man who has grown up feeling unloved by someone who should have

Zane staring blankly at the floor, his

him, my

was a prisoner

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