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 above my head, his eyes staring down at

sparks tingle down my arms as he holds me in place and I force myself to focus on my heavy

minutes, he doesn't say a word, just stares at

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 not accept

had been

promised to love me

And he didn't.

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

no

myself

name… and

mate as I storm down the hall, but

Talia Ramos, reject

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

sensed her presence as I signed my paperwork, Grayson humming with

person within a 20 meter radius began flooding my head, drumming against my ears and

scent made

like a

most beautiful girl my eyes had

viciously at me to protect her and I felt the urge to rip

an overwhelming happiness overcame me when her eyes

did not care.She

I was kid, I heard his deep voice whisper the

as luck would have it,

near him.I wanted to comfort her but

not

wants us!

she's just afraid...

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

don't know what to

three

might have advice for me and I pull out my pen and

your help," I write, moving a chair and

with a shrug as

on the verge of a full

my mate,"

"It’s Talia."

shove the page in his face and his eyes widen

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

scanning the area for

knows what lam," I scribble

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

nod and he lets out

pouring out a whiskey and

house dude.But I need

"Spill what?"

she rests

stuffing them in my pocket to hide the evidence

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

must be

meekly smile, finishing my drink in one gulp and attempting to shrug her

however and instead forces her

into laughter

you boys talking

looking around to see

get off you w**"e," Micah

making the boy

my face,

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

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

grabbing her tray and

mind Jade,"

over it." I grab my

He thinks it over as he pours out several drinks

he finishes the last

I've known Talia, I've never seen her date ANYONE EVER.She'll have a fling here or there but never anything serious.Her only

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

on

it, bud.Dakota is her three year old son.He's her world.She lives

"He's your only competition."

embarrassment and a million questions flutter into my mind, but for now, only

father?" I ask, knowing the

scent fills my nostrils and once again stuff my papers in my

and make a bee line for the dancefloor,

force myself through the crowd, zig zagging in different directions to throw her off until I pop out on the opposite side

horror, she's close behind

a group of girls at a table call her over, demanding a new

to make my great escape to the upper lever where I was supposed to keep an eye

of the night, keeping myself busy by answering any disturbance calls from my

call, I stay with the other guards and help move around chairs and clean up

back with Micah to help

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