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.

something?” she asks, her eyes opening and

for her to close

***Natalia***

little white light appears in the

of a woman echoes from the light, singing a sweet

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

thoughts, I decide to

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

spacious with a high ceiling, the decor mimicking a

of the room, a treehouse sitting on the tree on the left and

bridge connects the two

there is a large bed with forest covers

side of the room there is what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini fridge, and cabinets which

with two chairs sits beside the the left wall and hundreds of

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

the room, an air vent the only means of fresh air,

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

no child’s

This is a prison.

the desk, hunching over several sheets of

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

furiously wiping at his tears with his sleeve as he scribbles “My name

there is a pile of

must be Zane’s memories,

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

the door swings open, a beautiful woman walking

warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he

watching as Zane climbs out of

her arms, Zane resting his

eyes like the ocean, and he is fit but not

pulling out a small card with a crudely drawn wolf on

very timidly pokes the man’s arm who is busy setting up the food on the

looks down at

taking the card and reading the

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

I’m glad I don’t smell,” he

I’m not

is due any minute now,” the

you have a

nods anyway and fishes out

to the woman who reads it

voice cracking a little as she reads before she

she sighs, trying very hard not to

just….” she pauses, searching for the right

you, baby.He loves you very much.Just in his own way.” see in her

lunch, okay?” she

Wyatt, the two of them enjoying

is very quiet as he eats, careful not to chew

the talking, explaining to him the many birds she saw

bursts open, a

stands at about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely contained within his dark

a scar just below his

dark hair is combed back and his

in here, Ellie?” he snaps at

due for a meeting

gift for you,” she replies

She’s his mother?I wonder.

look at

“Go on, Zane,”

him by the

for him

does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat

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

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

his arm and strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling

in an instant, screaming

snarls, shoving him though he

showing

did not look me

another man in the eye when he’s

“He’s just a boy!”

Zane to

one day

his finger

not leave behind a weak Alpha

boy straightens himself out as he once again approaches his father.He holds his head high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly

back with all of his might

back the sobs I

father, my heart swelling with pride at his

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

the words, then he doesn’t

fades into the abyss, leaving me all alone in the pitch black with my heart shattering to pieces at what I just

unkind to a man who has grown up feeling unloved

my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at the floor,

him, my mind

was a prisoner

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