The Silent Alpha novel Chapter 9

***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!"

Zane hooks his foot around my ankle and flips me around so that and pins them above my head, his eyes staring down at me.

The incredible sparks tingle down my arms as he holds me in place and I force myself to focus on my heavy breathing to keep from staring at his lips.

For several minutes, he doesn't say a word, just stares at me, as if unsure what else to do.

His eyes, which had been full with hope when he first looked at me, are now stone cold and almost lifeless.I know I must be hurting him, but I simply could not accept another mate.

Christian had been my mate.

He had promised to love me forever...

And he didn't.

What made Zane any different? What lies would he tell me too? Zane clenches his jaw and swallows hard before suddenly releasing me and gently pushing me aside to open the door.

He pinches his fingers on last time to say no and storms out of the room, leaving me all alone.

"I'm sorry," I whisper to myself as I run to Ron's office.

"But I will know your name… and I will reject you."

***Jane*** back and claim my mate as I storm down the hall, but Grayson's voice is loud and unwavering.

"I, Talia Ramos, reject you..."

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

I sensed her presence as I signed my paperwork, Grayson humming with excitement.

The thoughts of every person within a 20 meter radius began flooding my head, drumming against my ears and filling my mind until I thought I would burst...

But her scent made the voices go away.

It was soothing, like lilac and rain and 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 was difficult to locate her.

Then I saw her...Talia...the most beautiful girl my eyes had ever seen ...being touched by another man.

Grayson growled viciously at me to protect her and I felt the urge to rip the man's throat out.

I threw him out and an overwhelming happiness overcame me when her eyes met mine.

She was human but I did not care.She was perfect to me.

Grayson howled with joy and for the first time since I was kid, I heard his deep voice whisper the word I never thought I would say: MATE.

But as luck would have it, Talia already hated me.

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

She did not want me.

Of course she wants us! Grayson growls.

she's just afraid...

Would you 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 drums. I need to think...

I don't know what to do.

Strobing lights flicker at me, fog spilling from the stage where three topless strippers dance around the poles while a cheering crowd watches.

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

"I need your help," I write, moving a chair and taking a seat.

"I’m a little busy," he replies with a shrug as he pours out two vodka cranberries.

I am on the verge of a full blown panic attack.I need help now! 

"I found my mate," I write back.

"It’s Talia."

I shove the page in his face and his eyes widen in shock.

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

He exclaims, his eyes scanning the area for her.

"She knows what lam," I scribble frantically.

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

"A wolf?" I nod and he lets out a squeak.

"Holy s**t!" He gasps, pouring out a whiskey and handing it to me.