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.

asks, her eyes opening and

a little and gesture for

***Natalia***

eyelids when suddenly a little white light appears in the black

a woman echoes from the light, singing a sweet lullaby of

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

with 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

spacious with a

the tree on the left and a slide

connects

a large

appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini fridge, and cabinets

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

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

no windows in the room, an air

to be bolted shut with a myriad of locks and chains dangling on the

child’s

This is a prison.

appears at the desk, hunching over several sheets of paper.He can’t be more than 5 or

find that his left eye is completely swollen shut, dark bruises littering the entirety of his face

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

pile of sheets

be Zane’s memories, I

begin to jingle, the little

the locks are undone, the door swings open,

eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he looks

must be related, \take note, watching as Zane climbs out of his chair to greet the woman with a

arms, Zane resting his head on her shoulder pushing in a small cart

quite handsome, his piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and he

wiggles out of his mother’s arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out a small

very timidly pokes the man’s arm who is

down at little Zane

kid?” He asks, taking the card and reading the

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

glad I

not

due any minute now,” the woman laughs, Zane nodding in

you have a card

and fishes out another card, this one darker and

hands it to the woman who reads

be good now,” she says, her voice cracking a little

she sighs, trying very hard

is just….” she pauses,

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

okay?” she

two

very quiet as he eats, careful not to

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

bursts open, a

4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely

is a scar just below

dark hair is combed back and

why you called me in here,

due for a meeting in 15

has a gift for

She’s his mother?I wonder.

what about Agnes? The man turns to look at Zane who

“Go on, Zane,”

him by the

what you made for him on his special

disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly holding out

over Zane, glaring at him with flared nostrils keeps his head down, his hand

eye when addressing me, boy,” the man spits, Zane

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

on her feet in an instant,

you animal!” she snarls, shoving him

showing

look me in the eye!” Sebastian

real man looks another man in the eye when he’s talking to

“He’s just a boy!”

Zane

one

his finger at

behind a weak

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

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

swallowing back the sobs I know

my heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage at the card with mild

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

say the words, then he doesn’t deserve to

the pitch black with my heart shattering to

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

find Zane staring blankly at the floor, his face

to help comfort him, my mind still reeling from

prisoner in his

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