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 so that and pins them above

he holds me in place and I force myself to focus

a word, just stares at me, as if unsure

cold and almost lifeless.I know I must be hurting him,

had been my

had promised to love me

And he didn't.

too? Zane clenches his jaw and swallows hard

time to say no and storms out of the

I whisper to myself as I

will know your name… and I

down the hall, but Grayson's voice is loud and

Ramos,

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

presence as I signed my paperwork, Grayson humming

meter radius began flooding my head, drumming against my ears and filling my mind until I thought I would

made the voices go

the club, drawing me to it like a beacon.I searched for the scent but in a room full of hundreds

most beautiful girl my eyes had

me to protect her and I felt the urge to

him out and an overwhelming happiness overcame me when her

I did not care.She

I heard his deep voice whisper

would have it, Talia already

angry look father glared at me whenever I was near him.I wanted

did not want

course she wants us!

she's just afraid...

back door to the main venues,

know what

where three

might have advice for me and I pull

write, moving

a little busy," he replies with a shrug as he pours

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

my mate," I

"It’s Talia."

his face

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

his eyes scanning the

lam,"

doesn’t know my name."voice, leaning in close to

I nod and he lets out a

out a whiskey and

dude.But I

"Spill what?"

smiles as she rests her hand on my

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

by the way," she grins, twirling a strand

you must

in one gulp and attempting to shrug her

take the hint, however and instead

nearly bursts into laughter at my

are you boys talking

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

off you w**"e,"

the boy

to my face, her breath brushing up against my

you nervous, do I?" Get her

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

her tray and storming

Jade," Micah

get over it." I grab my

He thinks it over as he pours out several drinks for some clients

as he finishes

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

snarl, Grayson demanding to know who this Dakota

up on the jealousy and

bud.Dakota is her three year old son.He's her world.She lives for that little boy," he chuckles as he hands me another

"He's your only competition."

embarrassment and a million questions flutter into

I ask, knowing the father could make

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

my seat and make a bee line for the dancefloor, hoping to lose

to throw her off until I pop out on

horror, she's close

of girls at

me as she jots down the order and I take advantage to make my great escape to the upper

for the rest of the night, keeping myself busy by answering any disturbance calls

and help move

but I stay back with Micah

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