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!”

so that and pins them above my head, his eyes staring down

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

several minutes, he doesn’t say a word, just stares at me, as if unsure what else to

he first looked at me, are now stone cold and almost lifeless.I know I must be

been my

promised to love me

And he didn’t.

different? What lies would he tell me too? Zane clenches his jaw and swallows hard before suddenly releasing me and

fingers on last time to say no

sorry,” I whisper to myself

know your name… and I will

mate as I storm down

Talia Ramos, reject

me for the pain I felt in my chest when she uttered those words to

signed my paperwork, Grayson humming

person within a 20 meter radius began flooding my head, drumming against my ears and filling my mind

her scent made the voices

club, drawing me to it like a beacon.I searched for

eyes had ever seen …being touched by another

me to protect her and I

threw him out and an overwhelming happiness overcame me when

human but I did not care.She

joy and for the first time since I was kid, I heard his

as luck would have

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

did not

she wants

she’s just afraid…

open the back door to the main venues, a blast of music nearly shredding my ear drums. I need to

know

three topless strippers dance around the poles while a cheering crowd

hoping he might have advice for me and I pull out

need your help,” I write, moving

little busy,” he replies with a shrug as he pours

of a full

found my mate,” I

“It’s Talia.”

in his face and

“No f*****g way!”

exclaims, his eyes scanning the area

lam,” I

help me.She doesn’t know my name.”voice, leaning in close

wolf?” I nod and he

out a whiskey and handing it to

house dude.But I need

“Spill what?”

smiles as she rests her hand on my

pages, quickly stuffing them in my pocket to hide the evidence and

grins, twirling a strand of hair around her

must

one gulp and attempting to shrug her hand off my

take the hint, however and instead

nearly bursts into

are you boys

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

you w**”e,” Micah

making the boy

and leans in close to my face, her breath

nervous, do I?” Get

Talia sees this? around so she

grabbing her

Jade,” Micah

it.” I grab my pen and

it over as he pours out several drinks

as he finishes the last

EVER.She’ll have a fling here or there but

curl up in an involuntary snarl, Grayson

picks up on the

old son.He’s her world.She lives for that little boy,” he chuckles as he hands me another

“He’s your only competition.”

questions flutter into my mind,

the father?” I ask, knowing the father could

answer anything, Talia’s scent fills my nostrils and once again stuff

seat and make a bee line for the dancefloor, hoping to lose her in the crowd of swaying bodies now

different directions to throw her off until

horror, she’s close

group of girls at a table call her over,

order and I take advantage to make my great escape to the upper lever where I was supposed to keep an eye on

for the rest of the night,

other guards and

with Micah to help with cleaning up and watch

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