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.

 

here within the

 

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

 

he stuffs my clothes into the bag and tosses it to

 

mind linking the

 

here 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 want you out after we sign the

 

reply with a whimper, still pretending

 

room, slamming

 

my arms around my stomach.

 

wishing I could feel my little pup growing within me. It was comforting knowing I would not be doing this

 

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

 

belonged to

 

and rejection, I helplessly fidget with my Luna and wedding rings, reminiscing the joy I once felt being a part

 

He was a bit possessive but I took it as a compliment that I was worth protecting. The day he

 

had fallen hard for him. On the night of a full moon, Christian took me on a moonlit picnic in the woods. Things took an unexpected turn when my boyfriend suddenly shifted into an oversized black wolf and I ran out screaming. I didn’t speak to him for a week, terrified that he or his werewolf friends would eat

 

in more ways than I could explain. He was patient back then, allowing me to adjust to the

 

was 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

 

Luna ceremony was absolutely perfect. My handsome Alpha asked me to lead this pack with him before all its members and I accepted the responsibility. He proposed that day and I

 

would sit alone in my bedroom, waiting for my husband

 

door click again, Jordan

 

he says curtly, closing the door without

 

had trickled down my face, removing my rings from my fingers and clutching them in my hands. The hallway seems longer than normal but I walk briskly

 

on the man who

 

steps forward, presenting the documents

 

assets be divided evenly. Pack assets of course

 

I take the papers from his hand and grab a pen, signing every line

 

best to keep my voice from trembling. “I only want my bank accounts in tact. I worked hard for my money and I

 

for helping run the pack. I worked, therefore I had every right to take every penny I earned

 

a note on a

 

transferred by the end of the week to this account,” he says,

 

gone, Elder Robin pulls out the pack tablet and

 

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

 

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

 

murmur, wiping my tears and forcing a tiny smile on

 

pity as he places

 

engraved on the face of the stone and a small hole in the center. The tablet was used to initiate new members and give titles to existing members. It was the very stone that

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

 

veins boil with anger. I had never failed the pack before. Ever. If anything, I had gone above and beyond

 

matter. I need this

 

spit through

 

failed to uphold your duties

 

real failure was. But I swallow my pride and bite my tongue. I needed my freedom more

might

 

relieve you of your

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