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

and I force myself to focus

say a word, just stares at me, as if unsure what else

with hope when he first looked at me, are now stone cold and almost lifeless.I know I must be hurting him, but I simply could not accept another

had been

to love

And he didn't.

me too? Zane clenches his jaw and

last time to say no and storms out of the room, leaving me

I whisper to myself as I run to

will know your name… and I will reject

down the hall, but Grayson's voice

Talia Ramos, reject

prepare me for the pain I felt in my chest when she uttered

I signed

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

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 a

saw her...Talia...the most beautiful girl my eyes had ever seen ...being touched by another

and I felt the urge to rip the man's throat

an overwhelming happiness overcame

but I did not care.She was

I heard his deep voice

would have it, Talia already hated

him.I wanted to comfort

not

course she wants

she's just afraid...

door to the main venues, a blast of music

know what to

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

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

moving a

busy," he replies with a

verge of a full blown panic attack.I

my mate," I write

"It’s Talia."

shove the page in his face and his eyes widen

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

exclaims, his eyes scanning the area

lam," I

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

and he lets out a

He gasps, pouring out a whiskey and handing it to

house dude.But I need

"Spill what?"

smiles as she rests her hand

in my pocket to hide the

grins, twirling a strand of

you must be

gulp and

doesn’t take the hint, however and instead

nearly bursts into laughter at my

are you

wrapping her arms around my neck.I shift uneasily in my seat, looking around to see if Talia is nearby.I do not want her

get off you w**"e,"

the boy

leans in close to my face,

make you nervous, do I?"

so she can't attempt to mount

scoffs, grabbing her tray

mind Jade,"

it." I grab my pen

he pours out

he finishes the

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

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

on the jealousy and

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

"He's your only competition."

flutter into my mind, but

I ask, knowing the father

my nostrils and once again stuff my papers in my

seat and make a bee line for the dancefloor, hoping to lose her in the crowd of

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

horror, she's

girls at a table call her over,

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

manage to avoid seeing Talia for the rest of the night, keeping myself busy by answering any disturbance calls

other guards and help move

with Micah to help with cleaning up and watch

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