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!"

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

my arms as he holds me in place and I force myself to focus on my heavy

word, just stares at

had been full with hope when he first looked at me, are now stone cold

had been

to

And he didn't.

any different? What lies would he tell me too? Zane clenches his jaw and swallows hard before suddenly

say no and storms out of the room, leaving me all

whisper to myself as

I will know your name… and I will reject

I storm down the hall, but Grayson's voice is

Talia Ramos, reject

abuse and torture for years but nothing could prepare me for

her presence as I signed my paperwork,

my head, drumming against my ears and filling my mind until

her scent made the voices

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

most beautiful girl my eyes had

I felt the urge to

him out and an overwhelming happiness

did not care.She was perfect to

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

as luck would have it, Talia already

at me whenever I was near him.I wanted to comfort her but of

not want

she wants

she's just afraid...

the back door to the

don't know what

from the stage where three

Micah at the bar, hoping he might have advice for me

help," I write, moving a chair and taking a

busy," he replies with a shrug

a full blown panic attack.I need help

mate,"

"It’s Talia."

the page in his face and his eyes widen

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

eyes scanning the area for

knows what lam,"

know my

and he lets out

gasps, pouring out a whiskey

dude.But I

"Spill what?"

as she rests her hand

my pocket to hide the evidence and

grins, twirling a strand of hair around her

must be

gulp and attempting to shrug her hand off my

the hint, however and instead forces her way

bursts into

you boys

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

off you

the boy

to my face, her breath brushing up

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

around so she can't attempt to

scoffs, grabbing her tray and storming

mind Jade," Micah

get over it." I grab my pen

ME." He thinks it over as he pours out several drinks for some

sighs as he finishes

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

Grayson demanding to know who this

picks up on the

year old son.He's her world.She lives

"He's your only competition."

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

I ask, knowing the father

can answer anything, Talia's scent fills my nostrils and

rejected tonight, I scramble out of my seat and make a bee line for the dancefloor, hoping to lose her

crowd, zig zagging in different directions to throw her off until I pop out on the opposite side of

she's

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

and I take advantage to make my great escape to the upper lever where I was supposed to keep an eye on the dancers giving private

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

with the other guards and help move around chairs and

first to leave, but I stay back with Micah to

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