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!"

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

my arms as he holds me in place and I

he doesn't say a word, just stares at me, as if

he first looked at me, are now stone cold and almost lifeless.I

had been

promised to love

And he didn't.

different? What lies would he tell me too? Zane clenches his jaw and swallows hard before suddenly releasing me and gently pushing me

pinches his fingers on last time to say no and storms

I whisper to myself

your name…

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

Ramos,

endured abuse and torture for years but nothing could prepare me for the pain I felt in my chest when she uttered those

signed my paperwork,

thoughts of every person within a 20 meter radius began flooding my head, drumming against my ears and filling my mind

her scent made the voices

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

eyes had ever seen ...being touched by

her and I felt the urge to rip the

an overwhelming happiness

did not care.She was

howled with joy and for the first time since I was kid, I

luck would have it, Talia already hated

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

did not want

wants us!

she's just afraid...

back door to the

don't know what

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

for

help," I write, moving a chair and taking a

with a

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

mate,"

"It’s Talia."

face and his eyes

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

eyes scanning the area

knows what lam," I scribble

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

and he lets

He gasps, pouring out a whiskey

dude.But

"Spill what?"

as she rests her hand on

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

twirling a strand of hair around

must

finishing my drink in one gulp and

and instead

into

what are you boys

my neck.I shift uneasily in my seat, looking around to see if Talia is nearby.I do not want her getting the wrong

get off you

making the

leans in close to my face, her breath brushing up against

you nervous, do I?" Get her off!

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

her

Jade,"

grab

over as he pours out several drinks for some clients

he sighs as he

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

curl up in an involuntary snarl, Grayson demanding to

picks up on the jealousy and

world.She lives for that little

"He's your only competition."

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

I ask, knowing the father could

my nostrils and once again stuff my

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

zig zagging in different directions to throw her off

horror, she's close behind

girls at a

great escape to the upper lever where I was supposed to

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

I stay with the other guards and help move

Micah to help with cleaning up and watch helplessly

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