The Silent Alpha

Chapter 9: Mate: Part 1 

***Natalia*** 

My world is falling apart...

Everything t have built over the last four years is falling apart.

"Mate..." he mouths, his lips curving into a surprised smile.

"No,"

I whimper, backing away slowly as my heart pounds in my chest.

"Not again..." I try to run but my legs refuse to move, Zane’s eyes holding me hostage against the table as he walks towards me.

He raises his hand and I flinch as he gently strokes my cheek, his thumb wiping the tears I didn’t know had fallen.

The sparks...Were they always this strong? I wonder as my body shivers beneath his fingertips.

His smile widens as I lean into his hand and close my eyes to enjoy the tingling of his touch.

Jack...

Christian Hart...

Alpha of the Silver Crest Pack, reject you, Natalia Vasquez as my mate and Luna...

The memory of Jack and Christian's rejection and the pain they had caused me replays in my mind and I jerk away from Zane's hand, afraid to be hurt again.

His eyes fill with bewilderment and sadness as I push him aside and get to my feet, eager to get as far away as possible from him.

My eyes fill with tears as I attempt to storm away "Let go of me, asshole!"

I snarl, yanking at my arm as he just stares at me in shock, his mouth hanging open but no words escaping his luscious lips.

"I said let go!" I snap, giving one last hard yank.

Zane finally let’s go but I collide into the table, spilling the glasses and their contents all over my clothes.

His cheeks flush in embarrassment, butterflies fluttering in my belly at the adorable frantic panic on his face.

Snap out of it, I scold myself, wiping down my wet clothes with my hands.

Before I know it, a pair of strong, muscular arms lift me off my feet and I yelp in surprise when I realize Zane is carrying me bridal style to the employee only area.

"Put me down!" I shriek as we make it to the backrooms, thrashing my body about viciously.

He obliges, setting me down gently on a chair.His body shaking slightly, he takes his right fist and moves it in a clockwise motion over his chest.

"Sorry." I know very little sign language but I understand his apology and scowl at him.

"Apology not accepted, jerk,"

I huff, grabbing him by the wrist and dragging him to one of the changing rooms.

Ensuring it’s completely empty, I turn to Zane and narrow my reasons that infuriate me, I feel the strange urge to comfort him.

"I know what you are," I say through gritted teeth, my fists clenching at my sides at the thought of going through this again.

"I know you’re a wolf...and I don’t want any part of it."

Angry tears spill onto my cheeks but I wipe them away before I proceed.

"I, Talia Ramos, reject you..." I stop mid rejection when I realize I don’t know his full name.

"What is your name?" I ask meekly, his eyes filling with relief.

He clamps his mouth shut and shakes his head once more, inching slowly towards the door.

"What is your name?" I huff, stomping my foot angrily.

"What is your rank?"

His face grows cold as he pinches his index and middle fingers against his thumb.

"No."

"No?"

I scoff.

"What do you mean no? I don't want a mate!"

He shrugs, pinching his fingers together again and turning the knob on the door with his other hand.

Fearing he might escape before I can complete the rejection, I lunge at him, wrapping my arms around his neck and slamming my body against his to block the door.His arms go instinctively to my waist and I begin to thrash my arms at him.

"What is your name?" I shriek, pounding my closed fists against his chest.

"Tell me!"

foot around my ankle and flips me around so that and pins them above my head, his eyes staring

tingle down my arms as he holds me in place and I force myself to focus on my heavy breathing to keep from staring at his

stares at

at me, are now stone cold and almost lifeless.I

had been

promised to

And he didn't.

different? What lies would he tell me too? Zane clenches his jaw and swallows hard before suddenly releasing me and gently pushing me aside to

to say no and

to myself as I run to Ron's

name…

mate as I storm down the

Ramos, reject

for

presence as I signed my

thoughts of every person within a 20 meter radius began flooding my head, drumming against my ears and filling my mind

made the voices

lingered all over the club, drawing me to it like a beacon.I searched for the scent but in a room full

beautiful girl my eyes had ever seen ...being touched by

growled viciously at me to protect her and I felt the urge to rip

him out and an overwhelming happiness overcame me when her eyes

did not care.She was perfect

and for the first time since I was kid, I heard his deep voice whisper the

luck would have it,

angry look father glared at me whenever I was near him.I wanted to comfort her but

did not

wants us!

she's just afraid...

I can’t think! I mutter back as I open the back door to the main venues, a blast of music nearly shredding my ear drums. I

don't know

where three topless strippers dance around the poles while a

the bar, hoping he might have advice for me and I pull out

write, moving

with a shrug

verge of a full blown panic attack.I need help now!

my mate,"

"It’s Talia."

page in his face and

"No f*****g way!"

his eyes scanning the area for

lam," I

reject me.Please help me.She doesn’t know my name."voice,

and he

He gasps, pouring out a whiskey and handing it to

house dude.But

"Spill what?"

very pretty waitress smiles as she

quickly stuffing them in my pocket to

twirling a strand

must be

meekly smile, finishing my drink in one gulp and

the hint, however and instead forces her

nearly bursts into laughter

you

music, wrapping her arms around my neck.I shift uneasily in my seat, looking around to see if Talia is nearby.I do not want her

you

making the boy

my face, her breath brushing up against

do I?" Get her

so she can't attempt to mount

grabbing her

Jade," Micah

it." I grab my

it over as he pours

sighs as he

known Talia, I've never seen her date ANYONE EVER.She'll have

an involuntary snarl, Grayson demanding to

up on the jealousy and

three year old son.He's her world.She lives for that little

"He's your only competition."

million questions flutter into my mind, but for now, only one concerns

knowing the father could

can answer anything, Talia's scent fills my nostrils and once again stuff my papers in my

line for the dancefloor, hoping to lose her in the

different directions to throw her off until I pop out

she's

the dancefloor however, a group of girls at a table call her over, demanding

she jots down the order and I take advantage to make my great escape to the upper lever where I was supposed to

of the night, keeping myself busy by answering any disturbance calls from my ear

guards and help move around chairs and clean up

back with Micah to help with cleaning up and watch

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