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!"

my ankle and flips me around so that and pins them above

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

doesn't say a word, just stares at me, as if

had been full with hope when he first looked at me, are now stone cold and almost lifeless.I know I must be hurting him, but I simply could not accept another

had been

had promised to love me

And he didn't.

jaw and swallows hard before suddenly releasing me

no and

I whisper to myself as I run

name… and I will

my mate as I storm down the hall, but Grayson's voice is loud and

Ramos,

years but nothing could prepare me for the

I signed my paperwork, Grayson humming

a 20 meter radius began flooding my head, drumming against my ears and filling my

scent made the voices go

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

beautiful girl my eyes had ever

protect her and I felt the urge to rip

him out and an overwhelming happiness overcame me

but I did

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

luck would have it, Talia already

I was near him.I wanted to

not

she wants

she's just afraid...

mutter back as I open the back door to

know what

three topless

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

moving a chair and

with a shrug

a full blown

mate,"

"It’s Talia."

shove the page in his face and

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

scanning

knows what lam," I scribble

me.She doesn’t know

nod and

out a whiskey and handing it

the house dude.But

"Spill what?"

as she rests her hand on

in my pocket to hide the evidence and offer her a polite

twirling a strand of

must

one gulp

and instead forces her way

into

you boys talking

seat, looking around to see if Talia is nearby.I do not want her getting the

off you

making the boy

leans in close to my face, her breath brushing up against

make you nervous, do

so she can't attempt to

her tray and

Jade," Micah

it." I grab my

thinks it over as he pours out several drinks for

sighs as he finishes

time that I've known Talia, I've never seen her date ANYONE EVER.She'll have a fling here or there but never anything serious.Her only

snarl, Grayson demanding to

picks up on the jealousy and

old son.He's her world.She lives for that little boy," he chuckles as

"He's your only competition."

with embarrassment and a million questions flutter into my mind, but for now, only one

knowing the father could

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

bee line for the dancefloor, hoping to lose her in the crowd of swaying bodies now

zig zagging in different directions to throw her off

she's close

group of girls at a table

make my great escape to the upper lever where I was supposed

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

guards and help move around chairs and clean up after the

are the first to leave, but I stay back with Micah to help with cleaning up and watch helplessly as

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