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!"

flips me around so that and pins them above my head, his eyes

tingle down my arms as he holds me in place and I force myself to focus on my heavy breathing to keep from staring

he doesn't say a word, just stares at me, as if unsure what else to

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

had been my

to love me

And he didn't.

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

time to say no and storms out of

whisper to myself as I run to

name… and I will reject

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

Talia Ramos, reject

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

sensed her presence as I signed my paperwork, Grayson humming

every person within a 20 meter radius began flooding my head, drumming against my ears and filling my mind until I thought

her scent made the

drawing me to it like a beacon.I searched for

most beautiful girl my eyes had ever

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

him out and an overwhelming happiness

was human but I did not care.She

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

have it, Talia already

angry look father glared at me whenever I was near him.I wanted to comfort her but

did not

wants

she's just afraid...

open the back door to the

know what to

three topless strippers dance around the poles while a cheering

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

moving

a shrug as he pours out two

a full blown panic attack.I need

mate," I

"It’s Talia."

page in his face and

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

exclaims, his eyes scanning the

knows what lam,"

know my name."voice, leaning in

and

pouring out a whiskey

dude.But

"Spill what?"

she

pages, quickly stuffing them in my pocket to hide the

grins, twirling a strand of hair around her

you must

finishing my drink in one gulp and attempting to shrug

however and instead forces her way

into

you boys talking

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

off you w**"e," Micah

making the

close to my face, her

do

Talia sees this? around so she can't attempt to mount me

scoffs, grabbing her

Jade," Micah

over it." I grab my pen

it over as he pours out several drinks for some clients

he finishes the last

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

lips curl up in an involuntary snarl, Grayson demanding to know who this Dakota

up on the jealousy and

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

"He's your only competition."

questions flutter into my mind, but for

father?" I ask, knowing the father could make

fills my nostrils and once again stuff my papers in

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

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

my horror, she's close behind

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

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

of the night, keeping myself busy by answering

with the other guards and help move around chairs and clean

but I stay back with Micah to help with

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