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!"

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

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

he doesn't say a word, just stares at me, as if unsure what else to

he first looked at me, are now stone cold and almost lifeless.I know I must be hurting him, but I

been

to

And he didn't.

too? Zane clenches his jaw and swallows hard before suddenly releasing me

time to say no and storms out of the room, leaving

to myself as I

will know your name… and I will

I storm down

Ramos,

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

I signed my paperwork, Grayson

began flooding my head,

her scent made

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

my eyes

her and I felt the urge

out and an overwhelming happiness overcame me

was human but I did not care.She was perfect

kid, I heard his deep voice whisper the

would have it, Talia already hated

him.I wanted to comfort her but of course, she did not want

did not

she wants us!

she's just afraid...

to

know

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

for me and I pull out my pen and notepad from my back

help," I write, moving a chair and taking

a little busy," he replies with a shrug

am on the verge of a full blown panic

my mate," I write

"It’s Talia."

his face

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

scanning

knows what lam," I

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

I nod and he lets

pouring out a whiskey and handing it

house dude.But

"Spill what?"

smiles as she rests her hand

my pocket to hide the evidence and

way," she grins, twirling a

must be

gulp and attempting to shrug

and instead forces her way onto

bursts into laughter at

what are you boys talking

over the loud music, wrapping her arms around my neck.I shift uneasily in my seat, looking around to see

you w**"e," Micah

the boy

to my face, her breath brushing

do

so she can't

scoffs, grabbing her tray and

mind Jade," Micah

grab my

ME." He thinks it over as he pours out several drinks

as he finishes

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

in an involuntary snarl, Grayson demanding to know who

on the jealousy

bud.Dakota is her three year old son.He's her world.She lives for that little boy,"

"He's your only competition."

million questions flutter into my mind,

ask, knowing the father could make things

my nostrils and once again

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

directions to throw her off until I pop out on the opposite side

horror, she's close behind

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

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

the night, keeping

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

to leave, but I stay back with Micah to help with cleaning up and watch helplessly as

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