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

a little and gesture for

***Natalia***

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

faint voice of a woman echoes from the light, singing a

coming from?” I wonder, looking around the

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

abruptly as it surfaced, the white light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for a

a high ceiling, the

treehouse sitting on the tree

bridge connects the

bridge, there is a large bed with forest covers and

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

sits beside the the left wall and hundreds of

are very few toys, only a small stuffed gray wolf sitting

an air vent the only means of fresh air, providing

can make out a bathroom near the entrance of the room, which appears to be bolted shut with a

child’s

This is a prison.

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

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

his sleeve as he scribbles “My name is Zane” over and over again on a

him, there is a pile of sheets repeating

be Zane’s

on the door begin to jingle, the little boy

the door swings open, a beautiful woman

smile resemble

climbs out of his chair

as she lifts him into her arms, Zane

like the ocean,

desk, pulling

pokes the man’s arm who is

looks down at little Zane and

asks, taking the card and reading the

not mean.I like you.” he says,

I don’t smell,”

I’m not a father

due any minute now,” the

you have a card for

but he nods anyway and fishes out another card, this one darker and

to the woman who reads it out

promise to be good now,” she says, her voice cracking a

already a very good boy, my love,” she sighs,

pauses, searching for the

loves you, baby.He loves you very much.Just in his own way.” see in her eyes that even she doesn’t believe her own

you and I have our lunch, okay?” she forces a smile, little

Wyatt, the two of them enjoying

careful

most of the talking, explaining to him the many

bursts open,

4, his bulging muscles and broad

a scar just below

dark hair is combed back and

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

for a meeting

has a gift for you,” she replies

She’s his mother?I wonder.

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

“Go on, Zane,”

him by

what you made for him on

his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly holding

with flared nostrils keeps his head down, his hand shaking

eye when addressing me, boy,” the man spits, Zane remaining frozen in

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

feet in an instant, screaming at the

shoving him though he

just showing you

not look me in the eye!” Sebastian

man looks another man in the eye when he’s

“He’s just a boy!”

helping Zane

that will one

finger

a weak Alpha to take my

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

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

sobs I

his shaking legs and tear-stained cheeks, Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage at the card

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

can’t say the words, then he doesn’t

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

been unkind to

I find Zane staring blankly at the floor,

even know what to say to help comfort him, my mind still reeling from all

was a prisoner

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