The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

Chapter 2

***Natalia***

Tucking away my emotions, I stand on my feet and hand my mate the document claiming I am infertile.

 

“Just read it,” I whisper, feigning hurt.

 

He furrows his brows in concern and stares back at me with big blue eyes. “What is this, Nat?”

 

I want to vomit in his face for calling me that but I swallow the bile instead.

 

“It’s a fertility test. Lila checked my ovarian function and reserve a few days ago,” I whisper, refusing to meet his eye.

 

He studies the pages, his face growing grimmer by the second.

 

“Y-you’re infertile?” he asks, flipping through the pages once more for confirmation.

 

Before I can respond, a loud growl ripples through his chest and I back away immediately, nearly tripping over my feet as I do. His breath is ragged and his eyes turn green with fury.

“You’re infertile?!”

 

This is exactly the reaction I wanted from him but it frightens me no less that his wolf is coming out.

 

I knew Jack, his wolf, would never hurt me. But then again, I had thought the same of my husband and yet he slept with my sister.

“Y-yes, ” I stutter, my body growing stiff with fear as I stare at his wolf’s green eyes.

Jack was well known for having a temper almost beyond control and our mate bond was the only thing that calmed him down. As he towers over me with a menacing growl ripping through his chest, however, I wonder if it would be enough to keep me safe now.

 

His eyes go to my belly and I instinctively place a hand on it to protect my baby.

 

A terrible thought enters my mind. Could he sense the life growing within me?

 

I back away slowly and yelp when I bump into a wall directly behind me, my heart beating a mile a minute.

 

“J-jack,” I squeak, closing my eyes tightly, too afraid to look at him. “I-I’m so sorry,” I whimper, now realizing this was a bad idea.

 

“You’re sorry?” He laughs, the sound of his fist creating a hole in the wall next to my face making me burst into tears. “You’re f*****g sorry? Sorry doesn’t put a pup in your belly, Nat!” He snarls. “What the hell am I supposed to do now, huh?” He asks, gripping my chin between his fingers with such force, I know I’ll have a bruise in the morning. “I need an heir. That was your only task as my Luna. Your only use to me!”

 

My heart shatters into a million pieces.

 

Was that all I ever was to him? A breeding w***e? What about all our late night strolls under the moonlight? Our stolen kisses in the hallway? Our nights of passion so hot, I thought I would burn beneath him? Was none of it real?

 

I open my mouth to answer but a slap to the face stuns me into silence and I crash onto the floor. Cradling my stomach, I pray to whatever goddess exists that my baby is okay.

 

Jack had never hit me before. Ever. Neither had Christian and as I stare at the man I once called my husband, I feel a bitterness grow within me.

 

I feign hurt as I look up at him, cupping my burning cheek but inside I’m fuming with anger. I would remember this… and I would never forgive him for it.

 

His blue eyes return and Christian storms over to the closet, grabbing a suitcase and throwing my clothes inside.

 

things. “I want you out of here within the next hour. I don’t care where you go

 

would be on the other side of the country where we would

 

my clothes into the bag and tosses it to

 

be mind

 

soon to complete the rejection ceremony,” he says as he walks towards the door. “And so will the lawyer to deliver the divorce papers. I

 

a whimper, still pretending

 

storms out of the room, slamming

 

whisper to myself, wrapping my arms around my stomach.

 

my little pup growing within me. It was comforting knowing I would not be

 

me and you now, frijolito (little bean),” I whisper, forcing back my tears as I caress my belly. “But it’s okay.

 

to Christian so I arrange for a taxi to pick me up

 

to complete the divorce and rejection, I helplessly fidget with my Luna and wedding rings, reminiscing

 

day Christian showed me his wolf for the very first time. We had only been dating for a few weeks but the sparks between us were undeniable. He was a bit possessive but I took it as a compliment that I was worth protecting. The

 

took me on a moonlit picnic in the woods. Things took an unexpected turn when

 

I could explain. He was patient back then, allowing me to adjust to the strange world he came from and teaching me the ways of pack life. I thought it

 

a werewolf but if he wanted me by his side, he would have to accept me the way his Moon Goddess had decided me to be, a human. Our relationship almost ended again but when an ex boyfriend of mine made it clear he still had

 

training under Christian’s mother to learn my duties as Luna, mastering the art of de-escalation at pack and Alpha meetings, studying pack laws and even completing warrior training to defend myself. My Luna ceremony was absolutely perfect. My handsome Alpha asked me to lead this pack with him before

 

life would become? That one day I would sit alone in my bedroom, waiting for my husband to divorce me while I

 

hear the door click again, Jordan poking his head

 

your presence, Luna,” he says curtly, closing the door without so much as a second

 

from my fingers and clutching them in my hands. The hallway seems longer than normal but I walk briskly to the office where I find Christian, the elders, the

 

look, focusing my attention on the man who broke my heart. I hold my head up high as

 

presenting the

 

assets be divided evenly. Pack assets of course will remain his, but personal property, bank accounts and

 

any more of his nonsense, I take the papers from his hand and grab a pen, signing every line required

 

mutter, trying my best to keep my voice from trembling. “I only want my bank accounts in tact.

 

I had earned a monthly stipend for helping run the pack. I worked, therefore I had every right to take every penny I earned from this

 

he writes a note on a

 

the week to this account,” he says, tucking the divorce papers

 

out the pack tablet and

 

has requested that you be stripped of your title and leave this pack immediately.

 

I turn to Christian and the boys. Derek can’t seem to look at me and Jordan stares blankly at his hands. I had never felt

 

tears and forcing a tiny smile on my face. “No, I

 

me a look of pity as he places the pack tablet in

 

was used to initiate new members and give titles to existing members. It was the very stone

back to the Silver Crest pack,” he says, motioning for me to raise my hand in the air. “Do you, Natalia Vasquez, admit that

 

before. Ever. If anything, I had gone above and beyond the call of duty to serve this pack and it was unfair to be considered

 

feelings don’t matter. I need

 

I nearly spit through gritted

 

failed to uphold your duties to your Alpha

 

the real failure was. But I swallow my pride and bite my tongue.

whisper, afraid I might scream if I spoke

 

me, I hereby relieve you of your

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