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

laugh a little and gesture for

***Natalia***

suddenly a little white light appears in the black abyss of

from the light,

from?” I wonder, looking around the emptiness but only

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

light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for

large and spacious with a high

treehouse sitting on the tree on the left and a slide

bridge connects the

there is a large bed with forest covers

small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini fridge, and cabinets which I assume

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

few toys, only a small stuffed gray wolf sitting on the

there are no windows in the room, an air vent the only means of fresh air, providing ventilation

the entrance of the room, which appears to be bolted shut with a myriad of

is no child’s room, I

This is a prison.

appears at the desk, hunching over several sheets of paper.He can’t

eye is completely swollen shut, dark

wiping at his tears with his sleeve as he scribbles “My name is Zane” over and over

a pile of sheets repeating the same

be Zane’s

begin to jingle,

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

and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he looks at

Zane climbs out of

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

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

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

the man’s arm who is busy setting

at little Zane

asks, taking the card and reading the words out

and you’re not mean.I like you.” he

I’m glad I don’t

not a

minute now,”

sweetie, do you have a card for

and fishes out another card, this one darker and with

to the woman who reads

voice cracking a little as she reads before she

boy, my love,” she sighs, trying very hard not to let her

is just….” she pauses, searching for the

in his own way.” see in her

lunch, okay?” she

dismisses Wyatt, the two of them enjoying their

very quiet as he eats, careful

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

suddenly bursts open, a tall

4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders

is a scar just

hair is combed back and his eyes are almost black with

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

for a meeting

has a gift for you,” she replies

She’s his mother?I wonder.

The man turns to look at Zane who is trembling in

“Go on, Zane,”

him

made for him on his

but does not disobey his mother, climbing out

his head down, his hand

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

the face, Zane falling over on the

in an instant,

she snarls, shoving him though he

was just showing

not look me in the

man in the eye when he’s talking

“He’s just a boy!”

Zane

will one day lead

curling his finger at Zane to come

not leave behind a weak Alpha

holds his head high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly

little Zane remains strong, holding them back with all of his might so as not

breathes heavily, swallowing back the sobs I know

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

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

can’t say the words, then he

me all alone in the pitch black with my heart

however, is the realization that I have been unkind to a

I open my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at the floor, his face devoid

know what to say to help comfort him, my mind still

a prisoner

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