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!"

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

as he holds me in place and I force

word, just stares at me, as if

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

had been my

promised to

And he didn't.

made Zane any 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 open

his fingers on last time to say no and storms

I whisper to myself as I run

your name… and I

down the hall, but Grayson's voice is loud and

Talia Ramos, reject

endured abuse and torture for years but nothing could prepare me for the pain I felt

as I signed my paperwork, Grayson humming

began flooding my head, drumming against

her scent made

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

eyes had

to protect her and I felt the urge to rip the man's

overwhelming happiness overcame me when

human but I did not care.She

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

have it,

was near him.I wanted to comfort her but of course, she did not

not

she wants us!

she's just afraid...

up!? I can’t think! I mutter back as I open the back door to the main venues,

don't know what to

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

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

your help," I write, moving

little busy," he replies with a shrug as he

on the verge of a full blown panic attack.I need

mate," I write

"It’s Talia."

shove the page in his face and his eyes widen

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

his eyes scanning

what lam,"

know my name."voice, leaning in close to my

wolf?" I nod and

a

dude.But

"Spill what?"

pretty waitress smiles as she rests her hand

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

Jade, by the way," she grins, twirling

you must

my drink in one gulp and attempting to shrug her

hint, however and

nearly bursts into laughter at

what are you

music, wrapping her arms around my neck.I shift uneasily in my seat, looking around to

you

the

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

nervous, do I?" Get her off!

sees this? around so she can't attempt

scoffs, grabbing her

Jade," Micah

I grab my pen

over as he pours out several drinks for

sighs as he

EVER.She'll have a fling here or there but

Grayson demanding to know who this Dakota

on the jealousy

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

"He's your only competition."

blush with embarrassment and a million questions flutter into

father?" I ask, knowing the

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

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

directions to throw

she's

out of the dancefloor however, a group of girls at a table

jots down the order and I take advantage to make my great escape to the upper

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

with the other guards and help

but I stay back with Micah to help with cleaning up and watch

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