The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

Chapter 9

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!”

foot around my ankle and flips me around so that and pins them above my head, his eyes

down my arms as he holds me in place and I force myself to focus on

word, just stares at me, as if unsure what else

now stone cold and almost lifeless.I know I must be hurting him, but

been

promised to

And he didn’t.

jaw and swallows hard before suddenly releasing me and gently pushing

on last time to say no and

whisper to myself as I

know your name… and I

down the hall, but Grayson’s voice

Ramos,

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

sensed her presence as I signed

meter radius began flooding my head, drumming against my ears and filling my mind until I

made the voices

drawing me to it like a beacon.I searched for the scent but in

I saw her…Talia…the most beautiful girl my eyes had ever seen …being

I felt the urge

and an overwhelming happiness overcame me when her

was human but I did not care.She was

the first time since I was kid, I

would have it, Talia

him.I wanted to comfort her but

did not want

course she wants us!

she’s just afraid…

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

don’t know what

from the stage where three topless strippers dance around the poles while a cheering

might have advice for me and I pull out my pen and notepad from

your help,” I write, moving a chair

replies with a

am on the verge of a

mate,” I

“It’s Talia.”

the page in his face

“No f*****g way!”

his eyes scanning

what lam,”

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

and he

gasps, pouring out a whiskey and handing

house dude.But

“Spill what?”

very pretty waitress smiles as she rests her hand on

my pocket to hide the evidence and offer her a polite

the way,” she grins, twirling a strand of hair

must

gulp

take the hint, however and instead forces her

nearly bursts into laughter

are you boys talking

around my neck.I shift uneasily in my seat, looking around to see if Talia is nearby.I do not want her getting

you w**”e,”

making the boy

smirks and leans in close to my face, her breath brushing up against

make you nervous, do

so

her tray and storming

mind Jade,” Micah

over it.” I grab my pen and notepad

He thinks it over as he

sighs as he finishes the last

Talia, I’ve never seen her date ANYONE EVER.She’ll have a fling here or there but never anything serious.Her only concern is

lips curl up in an involuntary snarl, Grayson

picks up on the jealousy

it, bud.Dakota is her three year old son.He’s her world.She lives for that little

“He’s your only competition.”

questions flutter into my mind, but for now, only

ask, knowing the father

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

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

crowd, zig zagging in different directions to throw her off until I

horror, she’s close

dancefloor however, a group of girls at a table call her over, demanding

as she jots down the order and I take advantage to make my great escape to the upper lever where I

of the night, keeping myself busy by answering any disturbance calls from my

other guards and help move around chairs and clean up

are the first to leave, but I stay back with Micah to help with cleaning up and watch helplessly

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