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, his eyes

as he holds me in place and I force myself to

stares at

are now stone cold and almost lifeless.I know I must be

been my

to

And he didn't.

jaw and swallows

his fingers on last time to say no and storms

whisper to myself

will know your name… and I

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

Talia Ramos,

torture for years but nothing could prepare me for the pain I

presence as I signed

head, drumming against my

made

drawing me to it like a beacon.I searched for the scent but in a room full

beautiful girl my eyes had ever seen ...being touched by

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

him out and an overwhelming happiness overcame

I did not care.She was perfect

time since I was kid, I heard

as luck would have it, Talia already hated

wanted to

not want

course she wants us! Grayson

she's just afraid...

think! I mutter back as I open the back door to the main venues, a blast of music nearly shredding

know

spilling from the stage where three topless

bar, hoping he might have advice for me and I pull out

I write, moving a chair

replies with a shrug as he pours out two

on the verge of a full blown panic attack.I

found my mate," I

"It’s Talia."

page in his face and

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

eyes scanning

lam," I

doesn’t know my

nod and he lets out

pouring out a whiskey and

house dude.But I

"Spill what?"

waitress smiles as she rests her hand

pages, quickly stuffing them in my pocket to hide

she grins, twirling a strand

you must

smile, finishing my drink in one gulp and attempting to shrug her hand

however and instead forces

into laughter at my

what are you boys

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

get off you

the boy

to my face, her breath brushing

make you nervous, do I?" Get her off!

so she

her tray and storming

mind Jade," Micah

over it." I grab

as he pours out several drinks for

sighs as he finishes

that I've known Talia, I've never seen her date ANYONE EVER.She'll have a fling here or

up in an involuntary snarl, Grayson demanding

up on

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

"He's your only competition."

into my mind, but

I ask, knowing the father

my nostrils

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

zagging in different directions to throw

horror, she's close behind

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

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

for the rest of the night, keeping myself busy by

other guards and help move around

waitresses are the first to leave, but I stay back with Micah

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