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!"

foot around my ankle and flips me around so that and pins them above my head, his eyes staring down

down my arms as he holds me in place and I

doesn't say a word, just stares at me, as

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

been

to love

And he didn't.

jaw and swallows hard before suddenly releasing me and gently pushing me aside

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

whisper to myself as

will know your name… and I will

and claim my mate as I storm down

Talia Ramos, reject

prepare me for the pain I felt in my

presence as I signed my

began flooding my head, drumming against my ears and filling

made the voices

lilac and rain and 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 drunks, it was difficult

most beautiful girl my eyes

protect her and I felt the

threw him out and an overwhelming happiness overcame me when her eyes met

I did not care.She was perfect

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

would have it, Talia already hated

near him.I wanted to comfort her

did not

wants us! Grayson

she's just afraid...

door to the main venues, a blast of music nearly shredding my

don't know what

fog spilling from the stage where three topless

Micah at the bar, hoping he might have advice for me and

help," I write, moving a chair and taking a

with a shrug as he pours out

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

mate," I write

"It’s Talia."

page in his face

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

his eyes scanning the

lam," I

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

and

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

the house dude.But

"Spill what?"

waitress smiles as she rests her hand

stuffing them in my pocket to hide the evidence and offer her a

way," she grins, twirling a strand of hair around her

you must

in one gulp and

the hint, however and instead forces her way onto

into laughter at

what are you

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

off you w**"e,"

the

and leans in close to my face, her breath brushing

don't make you nervous, do I?" Get her off!

this? around so she can't attempt to mount

her tray and

mind Jade," Micah

grab my pen

over as he pours out several drinks for some

he finishes the last

never seen her date ANYONE EVER.She'll have a fling here or there but never anything serious.Her only concern

Grayson demanding to know

picks up on the jealousy and

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

"He's your only competition."

million questions flutter into my mind, but for

ask, knowing the father could make

my nostrils

a bee line for the dancefloor, hoping to lose her in the crowd of swaying bodies

in different directions to throw her

horror, she's close behind

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

order and I take advantage to make my great escape to the upper lever where I was supposed to keep an eye on the dancers giving private

night, keeping myself busy by answering any disturbance calls from

and help move around chairs and

leave, but I stay back with Micah

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