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

incredible sparks tingle down my arms as he holds me in place and I force

just stares at me,

are now stone cold and almost lifeless.I know

had been

promised to love

And he didn't.

lies would he tell me too? Zane clenches his jaw

last time to say no and storms out of

I whisper to myself as I run

will know your name… and I

my mate as I storm down the hall, but Grayson's voice is

Talia Ramos, reject

endured abuse and torture for years but nothing could prepare me for the pain I

signed my paperwork, Grayson humming

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

her scent made the voices go

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

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

and I felt

him out and an overwhelming happiness

was human but I did not care.She

kid, I heard his deep

as luck would have it, Talia

I was near him.I wanted to comfort her but of course, she did

did not

course she wants us! Grayson

she's just afraid...

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

know

fog spilling from the stage where three topless strippers

to Micah at the bar, hoping he might have advice for me and I pull out my pen and notepad from

your help," I write, moving

a little busy," he replies with a shrug

a full blown panic attack.I need help now!

mate," I write

"It’s Talia."

in his face and his eyes

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

eyes scanning

what lam," I

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

nod and he lets out

pouring out a

house dude.But

"Spill what?"

smiles as she

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

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

must

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

take the hint, however and

into

are you boys talking

the loud music, 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 getting

off you

making the

to my face, her

don't make you nervous, do I?"

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

grabbing her tray and

mind Jade,"

it." I grab

thinks it over as he pours out several

he sighs as 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

an involuntary snarl, Grayson demanding to know

up on the

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

"He's your only competition."

a million questions flutter into my mind, but for now, only one concerns

knowing the father could

he can answer anything, Talia's scent fills my nostrils

a bee line for the dancefloor, hoping to

zig zagging in different directions to throw

she's close behind

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

order and I take advantage to make my great escape to the upper

for the rest of the night, keeping myself busy by answering

other guards and help move around chairs and clean up after the

back with Micah to help with cleaning up

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