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!"

that and pins them above my head, his eyes

me in place and I force myself to

several minutes, he doesn't say a word, just stares at me, as if unsure

me, are now stone cold and almost lifeless.I know I must be hurting him, but I simply could

been

had promised to love

And he didn't.

clenches his jaw and swallows hard before suddenly releasing me and gently pushing

last time to say no

to myself as I run to Ron's

name… and I

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

Talia Ramos, reject

but nothing could prepare me for the pain I felt

her presence as I signed my

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

made

me to it like a beacon.I searched for the scent but in a room

beautiful girl my eyes had

viciously at me to protect her and I

threw him out and an overwhelming happiness overcame me

but I did not

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

have it, Talia already

was near him.I wanted to comfort her but

not want

she wants

she's just afraid...

door to the main venues, a blast of music nearly shredding my ear drums. I need

don't know what

lights flicker at me, fog spilling from the stage where three topless strippers dance around the poles while a

to Micah at the bar, hoping he might have advice for me and I pull out my pen and notepad from my

write, moving a

with a shrug

on the verge of a full blown panic

mate," I write

"It’s Talia."

his face and his eyes widen in

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

his eyes scanning the

what lam," I scribble

help me.She doesn’t know my name."voice, leaning in

wolf?" I nod and he

He gasps, pouring out a

the house dude.But I

"Spill what?"

as she rests her hand on

them in my pocket to hide

twirling a strand of hair around

must be

in one gulp and attempting to

hint, however and instead forces

into laughter at my

what are you

arms around my neck.I shift uneasily in my seat, looking around to see if

get off you

making the

and leans in close to my face,

nervous, do I?" Get her off! Grayson

this? around so she can't

her tray

mind Jade," Micah

it." I grab

over as he pours out

as he finishes the last

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

in an involuntary snarl, Grayson demanding to know who this Dakota person

picks up on

her world.She lives for that little boy," he chuckles as he hands

"He's your only competition."

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

ask, knowing the father

my nostrils and once again

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

different directions to throw her off until I pop out on the opposite side

my horror, she's close behind

the dancefloor however, a group of girls at a

great escape to the upper lever where I was supposed to keep an eye on the dancers giving private

the night, keeping

the closing call, I stay with the other guards and

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

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