The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

Chapter 10: Mate: Part 2

***Jane***

“I’m Kota,” he giggles, climbing off my lap.

“What’s your name mister?”

The boy grins back at me, not an ounce of judgment in his tiny body.

His pretty eyes sparkle with excitement as he waits patiently for my response.

I have been asked for my name many times in my lifetime, usually for unpleasant reasons, but never had anyone asked just for the simple reason of getting to know me.

My father asked me my name everyday growing up and everyday I disappointed him.

Last night, my own mate wanted my name so she could reject me.

And yet, this little boy with blue and brown eyes just wanted to know who the stranger in the bushes was.

His smile is infectious and as I stare silently at him, he furrows his brows and leans in close.

“Are you dead too?” He whispers, resting his chin in his hands.

“I know a dead person,” he hisses.

“Her name is Egg-Ness,” he adds matter of factly.

“She can’t hear.”

He suddenly stands close to my ear and shouts, “Can you hear me!?”

“Kota?”

We hear Talia call out and I place my hand over his mouth.

Kota.

“Hehe mommy”

Kota laughs when his mother walks right past us again without noticing our presence.

The little boy dusts off his hands and squeezes my cheeks together.

“I like you,” he laughs.

“Do you wanna play with me?”

He stares at me with his blue and brown eyes and for the first time in years, I feel completely at ease.

“Y-yes,” I whisper.

His grins, grabbing hold of my hand and dragging me out of the bushes.

“Come on!” He squeals.

“There are dragons chasing us! Mommy’s the princess. We have to save her!”

He pulls me in the direction that his mother had walked to and we stop just before Talia, her eyes narrowing to slits when she sees me with her son.

Oh dear Moon Goddess…I avoid her stare and shift uncomfortably on my feet, my legs itching to sprint out of there.I can feel my mate glaring at me and I try to run but Kota has a firm grip on my hand.

“Mommy look!” Kota smiles proudly at himself.

“I found a friend.His name is….”

He stops himself and looks up at me with a grin.

“What’s your name?”

Talia ignores me and grabs her son, ripping him out of my grip.She crouches down so that she’s at his eye level and looks at him sternly strangers! It’s dangerous!”

She snaps, the little boy’s lip quivering at the harshness of her voice.

“But mommy…”

“No buts, Kota,” she retorts, her cheeks slightly flushed in anger.

Her face softens when Kota’s eyes fill with tears and she takes a deep breath.

“Okay.Okay.I’m sorry, baby,” she whispers, pulling the boy to her chest and kissing his head.

“I’m sorry for yelling.I didn’t mean to.You just can’t talk to strangers like that, okay?” She sighs quietly.

Kota nods solemnly.

“I’m sorry,” he says, kissing her cheek.

stand by that tree over there,” she says, kissing him back and pointing to

off.I just need to talk to your friend,

head and runs off to the tree, grabbing

son again, Zane, I will kill you.Do I

my head, unable to explain the misunderstanding.She taps her foot

this rejection over with so we can both move on with our

uncontrollably, Grayson whispering his plan in my

continues, her eyes full of security job, and living with friends and your mother, my best guess is that you’re a reckless wolf…

gulp and she smirks triumphantly

it, she’s good, Grayson

right?” She asks, tilting head slightly

sounds coming from Kota as he jumps and roars to himself,

not interested in a mate or any other werewolf tradition, so if you could just accept my rejection, that

I brace myself for the pain but to my surprise, I feel

in confusion,

I said it wrong,” she

you Zane White as

blink at her,

must be saying

only a wolf can initiate

you say

reject me and I’ll

says.Perhaps my plan may work. I shake my head at my mate and my

whimpers, getting down on her knees and holding her hands up in

reject me.I’ll do anything.Anything.Please, just let me

do again? I wonder.Her voice breaks

“P-please!”

to take more of her crying, I crouch down and pull

but I only hold her tighter until she finally gives in and sobs into my

hair and rest my chin on her

Please don’t cry…

as always, the words

his game and runs over to us, his eyes growing

small body between mine and Talia’s so that he

Talia wipes her tears and kisses her

He frowns when she

his little fingers and forces her

arms and smothering him in kisses as he

the small kisses my mother

from Agnes who didn’t make me feel like

steals a quick glance at me, her distrust for me still lingering in her

deal,” I sign and to my dismay, she shakes

know what you’re

little ASL.” I frown and search for a small stick to use as a pen in the

go to your

contemplates my offer and I understand her concern.I might be her mate but I am a

won’t hurt

“Just talk.”

and nods in the direction of

“Follow me.”

a beautiful home with a white picket fence surrounding the lawn and a big tree perfect for a child to climb on.She invites me in and has me sit

performs a nonsensical skit for story but

Zane and I talk a little while you go out and play?” She asks,

to leave us with a promise for

a notebook

bringing over a jar of pens

nothing, I sigh,

knees up on

I’m all finished, I hand her the notebook and she reads

***Natalia***

means to have a mate and their importance In my world.I do not know your reasons for

to be my mate for the next three months and if I can convince you that I can be

never ls he serious? He expects me to fall in love with him in just three months? I was in love with Christian for over two years and it meant nothing

laugh half heartedly, tossing the page

furrow in frustration and he once again scribbles on another page

will not accept your rejection

to understand why he, a perfect stranger, wanted me for no other reason than

is this so f*****g important to

hesitates a little, the pen shaking slightly in his

long pause, he lets out a sigh

have never been in love and I would like to know what it’s like to

real and mates are a f*****g joke.It’s just some stupid

in disbelief and writes furiously on his page.I read his words several times, furious

go will you?” I ask, dreading his

pinching

burning in my eyes. I know how strong the bona’s

look at me and he could have me

to resist

only good gift a wolf