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!”

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

in place and I force

doesn’t say a word, just stares at me, as

stone cold

been

promised to love me

And he didn’t.

would he tell me too? Zane clenches his jaw and swallows hard before suddenly releasing me and gently pushing me

say no and storms out of

to myself as I run to

know your name…

my mate as I storm down the hall, but Grayson’s voice is loud and

Ramos, reject

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

signed my paperwork, Grayson humming

20 meter radius began flooding my head,

her scent made the voices

all over the club, drawing me to it like a beacon.I searched

my eyes had ever seen …being touched by

and I felt the urge

and an overwhelming happiness overcame me when her

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

would have it, Talia already

was near him.I wanted to comfort her but of course, she did not want my

did not want

she wants us! Grayson

she’s just afraid…

you shut up!? I can’t think! I mutter back as I open the back door to the main venues, a blast of music

know what to

fog spilling 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

I write, moving a chair and taking a

replies with a shrug as he pours out two

a full blown panic

mate,” I write

“It’s Talia.”

shove the page in his face

“No f*****g way!”

eyes scanning the

knows what lam,” I

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

and

a whiskey and handing it

house dude.But

“Spill what?”

waitress smiles as she rests her hand on

in my pocket to hide the evidence and offer her

she grins, twirling a

you must be

gulp and attempting to shrug her hand off

doesn’t take the hint, however and

into laughter

you boys

my neck.I shift uneasily in my seat, looking around to see

get off you w**”e,” Micah

making the boy

in close to my face, her breath brushing

you nervous, do I?” Get her off!

so she

scoffs, grabbing her tray and storming

Jade,”

get over it.” I grab my pen and

over as he pours

he sighs as he finishes

known Talia, I’ve never seen her date ANYONE EVER.She’ll have a fling here or there

snarl, Grayson demanding

on

it, bud.Dakota is her three year old son.He’s her world.She lives for that little boy,” he chuckles as he hands me

“He’s your only competition.”

a million questions flutter into

father?” I ask, knowing

my nostrils and once again stuff my

scramble out of my seat and make a bee line for the dancefloor, hoping to lose her in the crowd of swaying

different directions to throw her off

my horror, she’s

girls at a table call her over, demanding a new

and I take advantage to make my great escape to the upper lever

the night,

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

are the first to leave, but I stay back with Micah to help with

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