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!"

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

and I

word, just stares at me,

which had 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

had been my

to love me

And he didn't.

he tell me too? Zane clenches his jaw and swallows

his fingers on last time to say no and storms out

myself as

know your name… and I

storm down

Ramos, reject

torture for years but nothing could prepare me for

sensed her presence as I signed my paperwork,

flooding my head, drumming against my ears and filling my mind until I thought

scent made the voices go

club, drawing me to it like a beacon.I searched for

eyes had ever seen ...being touched

and I felt the urge to

happiness overcame me when her

was human but I did not care.She

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

luck would have it, Talia already

wanted

did not want

course she wants us!

she's just afraid...

back door to the main venues, a blast of music nearly shredding my ear drums. I need

know what to

the stage where three topless strippers dance around the poles while

might have advice for me and I pull

write, moving a chair

with a shrug as he

verge of a full blown panic attack.I

found my mate," I write

"It’s Talia."

in his face and his eyes widen in

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

his eyes scanning

knows what lam,"

to reject me.Please help me.She doesn’t know my name."voice,

nod and

pouring out a whiskey and handing it

the house dude.But

"Spill what?"

very pretty waitress smiles as she rests her hand on my

up my pages, quickly stuffing them in my pocket to

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

must be

one gulp and attempting

however and instead forces her way onto my

bursts into laughter at

are you

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

get off you w**"e,"

the boy

to my face,

make you nervous, do I?" Get her

so she

scoffs, grabbing her tray

Jade," Micah

get over it." I grab

he pours out several drinks for some clients

sighs as he

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

in an involuntary snarl, Grayson demanding to know who

picks up on the jealousy

world.She lives for that little boy," he chuckles as he

"He's your only competition."

into my mind, but for now, only

knowing

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

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

different directions to throw her off until

my horror, she's close behind

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

to make my great escape to the upper lever

night, keeping myself busy by answering any

and help move around chairs and clean up after

leave, but I stay back with Micah to

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