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

and I force myself to focus

word, just stares at me, as if unsure what

with hope when he first looked at me, are now stone cold and almost lifeless.I know

had been my

to love me

And he didn't.

Zane clenches his jaw

his fingers on last time to say no and storms

to myself as I run to

know your name… and I will reject

back and claim my mate as I storm down the hall, but Grayson's voice is loud and

Ramos, reject

could prepare me for the pain I felt

I signed my paperwork, Grayson humming with

radius began flooding my head, drumming against my ears and filling my

made the voices go

like lilac and rain and it lingered all over the club, drawing me to it like a beacon.I searched for the scent but in

my eyes had ever seen

viciously at me to protect her and I felt the

happiness

I did not care.She was

since I was kid, I heard his deep voice whisper

have it, Talia already

wanted to comfort

did not

course she wants us!

she's just afraid...

back door to the main venues, a blast

don't know what

at me, fog spilling from the stage where three topless strippers dance

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

I write, moving a chair and

with a shrug as he pours out two vodka

am on the verge of a full blown panic attack.I need help now!

mate,"

"It’s Talia."

his face and his eyes widen in

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

eyes scanning

knows what lam," I scribble

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

wolf?" I nod and he lets out

out a whiskey and handing

house dude.But

"Spill what?"

smiles as she rests

in my pocket to hide

the way," she grins, twirling a strand

must be

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

doesn’t take the hint, however and instead forces

nearly bursts into

are you boys talking

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

get off you

making the

to my face, her breath brushing

you nervous, do I?"

this? around so she can't

her

mind Jade," Micah

get over it." I grab my

it over as he pours out several drinks

he sighs as he

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

lips curl up in an involuntary snarl, Grayson demanding

up on the

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

"He's your only competition."

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

I ask, knowing the father could

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

tonight, I scramble out of my seat and make a bee line for the dancefloor, hoping to lose her in the crowd

the crowd, zig zagging in different directions to throw her off

she's

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

the order and I take advantage to make my great escape to the upper lever where I was supposed

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

the closing call, I stay with the other guards and help move around

back with Micah to help with cleaning up and watch helplessly as Talia

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