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

little and gesture for her

***Natalia***

darkness behind my eyelids when suddenly a little white light

woman echoes from the light,

voice coming from?” I wonder, looking around the

with my thoughts, I decide to follow the voice towards

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

spacious with a high ceiling,

treehouse sitting on the tree on the left and

rope bridge connects the two

bridge, there is a large bed with forest covers and

is what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini fridge,

beside the the left wall and hundreds of books and

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

in the room, an air vent

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

is no child’s room, I

This is a prison.

hunching over several sheets of paper.He can’t

find that his left eye is completely swollen

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

a pile of sheets

Zane’s

locks on the door begin to jingle, the little boy

of the locks are undone, the door

smile resemble Zane’s

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

into her arms, Zane resting his head on her shoulder

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

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

who is busy

looks down at

the card and reading

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

I’m glad I don’t smell,”

I’m not

now,”

have

out another card, this one darker and with no picture on

it to the woman who

says, her voice cracking a little as she reads before she kneels down and

very good boy, my love,” she sighs, trying very

pauses, searching

his own way.” see

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

dismisses Wyatt, the two of them

is very quiet as he eats, careful not to chew loudly or

most of the talking, explaining to him the many birds she

open, a tall man

4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely contained within

a scar just

combed back and

to explain why you called me in here,

for a

son has a gift for you,” she

She’s his mother?I wonder.

look at

“Go on, Zane,”

him by

Daddy what you made for him on

looks at his father in fear but does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly holding out the

nostrils keeps his head down, his hand shaking violently as

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

in the

on her feet in an instant, screaming

you animal!” she snarls, shoving him though he

was just showing

not look me in the eye!”

looks another man in

“He’s just a boy!”

Zane

boy that will one

curling his finger at Zane

not leave behind a weak Alpha to take my

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

his eyes but little Zane remains strong, holding them back with all of

swallowing back the sobs

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

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

then he doesn’t deserve to call me father,” Sebastian

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

is the realization that I have been unkind to a man

my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at

say to help comfort him, my mind still reeling from all the

prisoner

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