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!"

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

place and I

a word, just stares at me, as if

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

had been

promised to love me

And he didn't.

made Zane any different? What lies would he tell me too? Zane clenches his jaw and swallows hard

to say no and storms out of the room, leaving me

to myself as

your name… and

I storm down the hall, but Grayson's

Talia Ramos, reject

years but nothing could prepare me for the pain

as I signed my paperwork, Grayson

flooding my head, drumming

scent made

and it lingered all over the club, drawing me to it like a beacon.I

eyes had ever seen ...being touched by

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

overwhelming happiness overcame

was human but I did not care.She was

I was kid, I heard his deep voice whisper the word I never thought

have it, Talia already hated

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

not

course she wants us!

she's just afraid...

I can’t think! I mutter back as I open the back door to the main venues, a blast of music nearly shredding my ear drums. I need to

know what to

spilling from the stage where three topless

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

moving a

a little busy," he replies with a shrug as he pours out two

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

my mate," I

"It’s Talia."

face

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

eyes scanning

lam,"

doesn’t know my name."voice,

nod and he lets

He gasps, pouring out a whiskey and

house dude.But I need

"Spill what?"

waitress smiles as she rests

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

grins, twirling a strand

must be

in one gulp

take the hint, however and instead forces her

into laughter at

what are you

shouts over the loud music, wrapping her arms around my neck.I shift uneasily in my seat, looking around to see if Talia is nearby.I do not want

you w**"e," Micah

making the boy

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

you nervous, do I?" Get her off!

so

scoffs, grabbing her tray

mind Jade,"

get over it." I grab my pen and

he pours out several

he finishes the last

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

involuntary snarl, Grayson demanding to know who this Dakota

picks up on the jealousy

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

"He's your only competition."

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

father?" I ask, knowing the father

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

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

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

my horror, she's close

however, a group of girls at a table call her

at me as she jots down the order and I take advantage to make my great escape to the upper lever where I was supposed to keep an eye on the

the night, keeping myself busy by answering

and

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

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