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!"

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

as he holds me in place and I

he doesn't say a word, just stares

been full 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

had been my

had promised to love me

And he didn't.

Zane clenches his jaw and swallows hard before suddenly

last time to say no

whisper to myself as I run to Ron's

know your name…

down the hall, but Grayson's voice is

Ramos,

me for the pain I felt

sensed her presence as I signed my paperwork, Grayson

flooding my head, drumming

made the

it lingered all over the club, drawing me to it like a beacon.I searched for

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

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

out and an overwhelming happiness overcame me

but I did

the first time since I was kid, I heard his deep voice whisper the word I never thought I would

luck would have it,

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

not want

she wants us!

she's just afraid...

I can’t think! I mutter back as I open the back door to the main venues, a blast of music nearly shredding my ear drums. I need

know what to

flicker at me, fog spilling from the stage where three topless strippers

hoping he might have advice for me and

write, moving a chair and taking a

little busy," he replies with a shrug as he

on the verge of a full

mate," I

"It’s Talia."

the page in his face

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

exclaims, his eyes scanning

lam," I

doesn’t know my name."voice, leaning

wolf?" I nod and he lets out a

s**t!" He gasps, pouring out a

dude.But I need

"Spill what?"

as she rests her hand on my

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

twirling a strand

must

gulp and attempting

take the hint, however and instead

into laughter at my

what are you boys

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

off you w**"e,"

the

and leans in close to my

do I?" Get

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

scoffs, grabbing her tray and

Jade,"

it." I grab my

he pours out several drinks

as he finishes

time that I've known Talia, I've never seen her date ANYONE EVER.She'll

up in an involuntary snarl, Grayson

on the jealousy and

year old son.He's her world.She lives for that little boy," he chuckles as he

"He's your only competition."

million questions flutter into my mind, but

ask, knowing the

anything, Talia's scent fills my nostrils and once again stuff my papers in

bee line for the dancefloor, hoping

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

horror, she's

of girls at a table

to make my great escape to

avoid seeing Talia for the rest of the night, keeping myself busy

and help move around chairs and clean

back with Micah to help with

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