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!”

ankle and flips me around so that and pins them above my head, his eyes staring down at

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

he doesn’t say a word, just stares

me, are now stone cold and almost lifeless.I know I

had been my

to love

And he didn’t.

me too? Zane clenches his jaw and swallows hard before suddenly releasing

say no and storms out of the room, leaving

myself as I run to

I will know your name… and I will reject

I storm down the hall,

Ramos,

could prepare me for the pain I felt in my chest when she uttered

her presence as I signed my

flooding my head, drumming against my ears and filling

her scent made the voices

the club, drawing me to it like a beacon.I searched for the scent but in a room full of hundreds of drunks, it

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

viciously at me to protect her and I felt

out and an overwhelming happiness overcame me when her eyes

human but I did not care.She was perfect

with joy and for the first time since I was kid, I

luck would have it,

angry look father glared at me whenever I was near him.I wanted to

did not want

course she wants us!

she’s just afraid…

back door to the main venues, a

don’t know what

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

Micah at the bar, hoping he might have advice for me and I

moving a chair and taking a

with a shrug as

am on the verge of a full

mate,” I write

“It’s Talia.”

shove the page in his face and his eyes widen in

“No f*****g way!”

exclaims, his eyes scanning

what lam,” I scribble

reject me.Please help me.She doesn’t know my

and he lets out

s**t!” He gasps, pouring out a whiskey and handing it

the house dude.But

“Spill what?”

as she rests her hand on

crinkle up my pages, quickly stuffing them in my pocket

she grins, twirling a

must

one gulp and

the hint, however and instead

bursts into laughter at my

what are you boys

shift uneasily in my seat, looking around to see if Talia

get off you

the boy

leans in close to my face, her breath

do I?” Get

this? around so she can’t attempt to mount me

grabbing her tray and storming

Jade,” Micah

grab

it over as he pours out

he sighs as he finishes the last

seen her date ANYONE EVER.She’ll have a

up in an involuntary snarl, Grayson

up on

world.She lives for that little boy,”

“He’s your only competition.”

blush with embarrassment and a million questions flutter into my mind, but for

I ask, knowing the father could

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

for the dancefloor, hoping

myself through the crowd, zig zagging in different directions to throw

horror, she’s close

steps out of the dancefloor however, a group of girls at a table call her

great escape to the upper lever where I was supposed to keep an eye on the dancers

night, keeping myself busy by answering any

with the other guards and help move around chairs and clean up after the

Micah to

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