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 head,

as he holds me in place and I force myself to focus on my heavy breathing to keep from staring at his

just stares at me,

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

had been

promised to love me

And he didn't.

his jaw and swallows hard before suddenly

fingers on last time to say no and storms out of the room, leaving me

sorry," I whisper to myself

know your name… and I will reject

claim my mate as I storm down the hall, but

Talia Ramos, reject

could prepare me for the

as I signed my paperwork, Grayson

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

her scent made the voices go

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

eyes had

at me to protect her and I felt the urge to rip the man's throat

an overwhelming happiness overcame me when her eyes

human but I did not

howled with joy and for the first time since I was kid, I heard his deep voice whisper the

luck would have

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

did not

she wants us! Grayson

she's just afraid...

I mutter back as I open the back door to the main venues, a

don't know what

from the stage where three topless strippers dance around the poles

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

write, moving a chair and taking a

a

verge of a full

mate," I

"It’s Talia."

page in his face and his eyes

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

scanning

knows what lam," I scribble

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

I nod and he

pouring out a whiskey

house dude.But

"Spill what?"

smiles as she rests her hand on

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

grins, twirling a strand of hair

must

gulp and attempting to

take the hint, however and

bursts into laughter

you boys talking

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

get off you

making the boy

to my face, her breath brushing up against my

make you nervous, do I?"

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

grabbing her tray and storming

Jade,"

grab

He thinks it over as he pours out

he sighs as he

ANYONE EVER.She'll have a fling here or there but never anything serious.Her only concern

snarl, Grayson demanding to know

picks up on

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

"He's your only competition."

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

ask, knowing the father could make

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

of my seat and make a bee line for the dancefloor, hoping to lose her in the crowd of swaying

throw her off until I pop out on

she's close behind

of girls at a table call her

great escape to the upper lever where I was supposed to

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

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

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

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