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!"

flips me around so that and pins

he holds me in place and I force myself to focus on my heavy breathing to keep

stares

at me, are now stone cold and almost lifeless.I know I must be hurting

had been

to

And he didn't.

lies would he tell me too? Zane clenches his jaw and

to say no and storms out of the

myself as

your name…

storm down the hall, but Grayson's voice is loud and

Talia Ramos,

nothing could prepare me for the pain I felt in my

I signed my

a 20 meter radius began flooding my head,

her scent made the voices go

to it like a beacon.I searched for the scent but in a room full of hundreds of drunks, it

my eyes had

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

an overwhelming happiness

but I did not

time since I was kid, I heard his deep voice whisper

have it, Talia

father glared at me whenever I was near him.I wanted to comfort her but of course, she did

did not want

course she wants

she's just afraid...

shut up!? 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

know what to

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

race to Micah at the bar, hoping he might have advice for me and I pull out my pen and

I write, moving a chair and

a shrug as he pours out two vodka

on the verge of a full

my mate," I

"It’s Talia."

in his face and his eyes widen in

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

exclaims, his eyes scanning the

lam," I scribble

doesn’t know my

nod and he lets

He gasps, pouring out a whiskey

the house dude.But I need

"Spill what?"

waitress smiles as she rests her hand on

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

Jade, by the way," she grins, twirling a strand of hair

must be

drink in one gulp

doesn’t take the hint, however and instead forces

nearly bursts into laughter at

what are you boys talking

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 her getting the wrong

get off you w**"e," Micah

making the

leans in close to my face, her breath brushing

nervous, do I?" Get her off!

around so she

scoffs, grabbing her tray

mind Jade,"

grab

it over as he pours out several drinks for some

sighs as he finishes

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

up in an involuntary snarl, Grayson demanding to know who this Dakota person

on the jealousy and

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

"He's your only competition."

into my mind, but for

father?" I ask, knowing

can answer anything, Talia's scent fills my nostrils and

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

zig zagging in different directions to throw her off until I pop out

she's close behind

dancefloor however, a group of girls at a table call her over, demanding a new round of

make my great escape to the upper lever where I was supposed to keep an eye on the dancers

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

the closing call, I stay with the other guards and help move around chairs

Micah to help with

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