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 them above my head,

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

word, just stares at me, as if

now stone cold

been my

to love

And he didn't.

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

last time to say no

I whisper to myself as I

I will know your name… and I

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

Talia Ramos, reject

but nothing could prepare me for the pain I felt in my chest when she uttered

her presence as I signed my paperwork, Grayson

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

made the voices

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 of drunks, it

beautiful girl my eyes had ever seen

and I felt

and an overwhelming happiness overcame me

but I did not

kid, I heard

luck would have it,

angry look father glared at me whenever I was near him.I wanted to comfort her but of course, she did not want

not

course she wants

she's just afraid...

as I open the back door to the main venues, a blast of music nearly shredding my ear

don't know what

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

he might have advice for me and I pull out my pen and

help," I write, moving a

with a

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

mate," I write

"It’s Talia."

shove the page in his face and his eyes widen

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

his eyes scanning the

what lam," I

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

wolf?" I nod and

He gasps, pouring out a whiskey

dude.But

"Spill what?"

very pretty waitress smiles as she

my pages, quickly stuffing them in my pocket to hide the

grins, twirling a strand of hair

must be

one gulp and attempting to shrug her hand

the hint, however and instead forces

bursts into laughter at

are you

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

you w**"e," Micah

making the boy

and leans in close to my

you nervous, do I?" Get her

around so she can't attempt to mount me

her tray and storming

mind Jade," Micah

I grab

it over as he

as he finishes the

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

snarl, Grayson

picks up on the jealousy

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

"He's your only competition."

and a million questions flutter into my mind, but

father?" I ask, knowing

Talia's scent fills my nostrils and once again stuff my papers in

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

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

horror, she's

girls at a table call her over, demanding a

great escape to the upper lever where I was supposed

the night, keeping myself busy by answering any disturbance calls from my

the other guards and help move around chairs and clean

first to leave, but I stay back with Micah to help with cleaning up

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