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!”

me around so that and pins them

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

a word, just stares at

eyes, which had been full with hope when he first looked at me, are now stone cold and

had been

promised to love

And he didn’t.

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

say no and storms out of the room,

sorry,” I whisper to myself

will know your name…

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

Talia Ramos,

for years but nothing could prepare me for the pain I felt in

presence as I signed my paperwork, Grayson

meter radius began flooding my head, drumming against my

scent made the voices go

lingered 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,

beautiful girl my eyes had ever seen …being touched

to protect her and I

an overwhelming happiness overcame me when her eyes met

was human but I did not care.She

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

luck would have it, Talia already hated

I was near him.I wanted to comfort her but of

did not

wants us! Grayson

she’s just afraid…

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

know

stage where three topless strippers dance around the poles

to Micah at the bar, hoping he might have advice for me and I pull out my pen and notepad from my

help,” I write, moving a chair and

with a shrug as he pours out two vodka

am on the verge of a full blown panic attack.I

mate,”

“It’s Talia.”

shove the page in his face and his eyes

“No f*****g way!”

eyes scanning the

what lam,” I

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

I nod and

out a whiskey

the house dude.But I

“Spill what?”

pretty waitress smiles as she rests her hand on my

stuffing them in my pocket to

the way,” she grins, twirling a strand of

must be

meekly smile, finishing my drink in one gulp and attempting to

hint, however and instead

into

are you boys talking

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

you w**”e,”

the boy

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

nervous, do I?” Get

if Talia sees this? around so she can’t attempt to mount

grabbing her tray and storming

mind Jade,” Micah

over it.” I grab my pen

He thinks it over as he pours out several

as he finishes the last

her date ANYONE EVER.She’ll have a fling here or there but never anything serious.Her only concern

curl up in an involuntary snarl, Grayson demanding to know who this Dakota person

on the jealousy

son.He’s her world.She lives for that

“He’s your only competition.”

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

knowing the father could make things

scent fills my nostrils and once again stuff my papers in my

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

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

she’s

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

my great escape to the upper lever where I was supposed to

seeing Talia for the rest of the night, keeping myself busy by answering any

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

back with Micah to help with

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