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!"

and flips me around so that and pins

in place and I force myself to focus on

word, just stares at me, as if unsure what else

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

been

promised to

And he didn't.

he tell me too? Zane clenches his jaw and swallows hard before suddenly releasing me and gently pushing me aside to open the

fingers on last time to say no

whisper to myself as

will know your name… and I will reject

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

Talia Ramos,

but nothing could prepare me for the pain I felt

her presence as I signed my paperwork, Grayson humming with

my head,

scent made the voices

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

her...Talia...the most beautiful girl my eyes had ever seen ...being touched by another

at me to protect her and I

him out and an overwhelming happiness overcame

but I did not care.She was

the first time since I was kid, I heard

luck would have it, Talia already hated

father glared at me whenever I was near him.I wanted to comfort

did not want

she wants us! Grayson

she's just afraid...

back door to the main venues, a blast

know what to

me, fog spilling from the stage where three topless strippers dance around the poles while a cheering

for me and I pull out my pen and notepad

I write, moving a chair and

little busy," he replies with a shrug as he

full blown

my mate," I write

"It’s Talia."

page in his face and his eyes widen in

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

his eyes scanning the area for

what lam," I scribble

me.Please help me.She doesn’t know my

I nod and

gasps, pouring out a whiskey and handing it

the house dude.But I need

"Spill what?"

very pretty waitress smiles as she

in my pocket to

she grins, twirling a strand

you must be

one gulp and attempting to

doesn’t take the hint, however and

bursts into

you

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

get off you

making the boy

to my face, her

nervous, do I?" Get

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

grabbing her tray

Jade," Micah

it." I grab my pen and notepad

thinks it over as he pours out

he finishes

the time that I've known Talia, I've never seen her date ANYONE EVER.She'll have a fling here or there but never anything serious.Her

Grayson demanding to know

up on the jealousy and

is her three year old son.He's her world.She lives for that little

"He's your only competition."

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

ask, knowing the father

anything, Talia's scent fills my nostrils and once again

bee line for the dancefloor, hoping to lose her in the crowd of swaying bodies

force myself through the crowd, zig zagging in different directions to throw her off until I pop out on

horror, she's close

the dancefloor however, a group of girls at a table call her

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

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

other guards and help

I stay back with Micah to help with cleaning up and watch

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