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!"

and flips me around so that and pins them

place and I force myself to

just stares at

he first looked at me, are now stone cold and almost lifeless.I know I must be hurting him, but I simply

had been my

had promised to

And he didn't.

lies would he tell me too? Zane clenches his jaw and swallows hard

no and storms

I whisper to myself as I run

I will know your name… and

back and claim my mate as I storm down

Talia Ramos,

but nothing could prepare me for the pain I felt in my chest when she uttered those words

her presence as I signed my paperwork, Grayson

began flooding my head, drumming

scent made the

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

saw her...Talia...the most beautiful girl my eyes had ever

protect her and I

an overwhelming happiness overcame me

I did not care.She was perfect

the first time since I was kid, I heard his deep

have it, Talia already hated

look father glared at me whenever I was near him.I wanted to comfort her but of course, she did not want

did not want

she wants

she's just afraid...

mutter back as I open the back door to the main venues,

don't know what

spilling from the stage where three topless strippers dance around the poles while a cheering crowd

have advice for me and I pull out my pen and notepad from

moving a chair and taking a

replies with a shrug as he pours out two vodka

the verge of a full blown panic attack.I need

my mate," I write

"It’s Talia."

shove the page in his face and his eyes widen in

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

eyes scanning the area for

what lam,"

know my name."voice, leaning in close to

I nod and he

a whiskey and

house dude.But I need

"Spill what?"

very pretty waitress smiles as she rests her hand

pages, quickly stuffing them in my pocket to hide the evidence and

by the way," she grins, twirling a strand of hair around

you must be

smile, finishing my drink in one gulp and attempting to shrug her hand off

doesn’t take the hint, however and instead forces

into

you

in my seat, looking around to see if Talia is nearby.I do not

get off you w**"e,"

making the boy

to my face,

make you nervous, do I?" Get her off! Grayson

sees this? around so

her tray

Jade,"

over it." I grab my pen and

it over as he pours out several drinks

he finishes the

her date ANYONE EVER.She'll have a fling here or there but never anything serious.Her only concern

curl up in an involuntary snarl, Grayson demanding

on the jealousy and

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

"He's your only competition."

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

knowing the father could

scent fills my nostrils and once again stuff my papers in

and make a bee line for the dancefloor, hoping to lose her

myself through the crowd, zig zagging in different directions to throw her off until I pop

my horror, she's close behind

of the dancefloor however, a group of girls

glares at me as she jots down the order and I take advantage to make my great escape to the upper lever where I was supposed to keep

the night, keeping myself busy by answering any

the closing call, I stay with the other guards and help move

stay back with Micah

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