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!”

his foot around my ankle and flips me around so that

as he holds me in place and I force myself to focus on my heavy breathing to keep from

minutes, he doesn’t say a word, just stares at

first looked at me, are now stone cold and almost lifeless.I know I must be hurting him, but I simply could not accept

been

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 gently pushing me aside to

pinches his fingers on last time to say no and storms out

whisper to myself as

know your name…

storm down the hall, but Grayson’s voice is loud and

Ramos,

for the pain

as I signed my

radius began flooding my head, drumming against my ears

her scent made the voices go

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

my eyes had ever seen …being touched by

me to protect her and I felt the urge to rip the man’s throat

an overwhelming happiness overcame me when

but I did not care.She was perfect

and for the first time since I was kid, I heard his deep voice whisper the word I

have it, Talia

near him.I wanted to comfort her but of course, she did

did not

she wants us!

she’s just afraid…

back door to the main venues, a blast of

don’t know what

spilling from the stage where three topless strippers dance around

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

help,” I write, moving a chair and

with a shrug as he pours out

on the verge of a full blown panic attack.I

my mate,”

“It’s Talia.”

in his face and his eyes widen

“No f*****g way!”

exclaims, his eyes scanning

knows what lam,”

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

nod and he lets out a

a whiskey and handing it to

dude.But I need

“Spill what?”

waitress smiles as she rests her hand on my

them in my pocket

grins, twirling a strand of hair around her

must be

smile, finishing my drink in one gulp and attempting

hint, however and instead forces her way onto my

into

you boys talking

loud music, wrapping her arms around my neck.I shift uneasily in my seat, looking around to see if Talia is nearby.I do not

off you w**”e,” Micah

the

close to my face, her

nervous, do I?” Get

Talia sees this? around so she can’t attempt

grabbing her

Jade,” Micah

over it.” I grab my pen and notepad

he

he sighs as he finishes the last

the time that I’ve known Talia, I’ve never seen her date ANYONE EVER.She’ll

involuntary snarl, Grayson

up on the

lives for that little boy,” he

“He’s your only competition.”

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

father?” I ask, knowing the father could

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

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

myself through the crowd, zig zagging in different directions to throw her off until I pop out on the opposite

she’s close

a group of girls at a table call her over, demanding a new

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

avoid seeing Talia for the rest of the night,

stay with the other guards and help

leave, but I stay back with Micah to help with cleaning up and watch helplessly as Talia

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