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!”

flips me around so that and pins them above

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

doesn’t say a word, just stares at me, as if unsure what else

he 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 my

had promised to

And he didn’t.

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

last time to say no and storms out of the room, leaving

to myself as I run to

I will know your name… and

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

Ramos, reject

abuse and torture for years but nothing could prepare me for the

as I signed my paperwork,

my head, drumming against my ears and

her scent made the voices go

lilac and rain and it lingered all over the club, drawing me to it like a beacon.I

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

me to protect her and I

overwhelming happiness overcame me when

but I did not care.She was perfect to

joy and for the first time since I was kid, I heard his deep voice whisper the word I never thought I

as luck would have it, Talia

wanted

not want

course she wants

she’s just afraid…

back door to the main venues, a blast of music nearly shredding

know

three topless strippers dance around the poles while

he might have advice for me and

I write, moving a chair

a

a full blown panic attack.I

found my mate,” I

“It’s Talia.”

in his face and

“No f*****g way!”

scanning the area for

lam,” I scribble

know my name.”voice,

I nod and he lets out

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

house dude.But I need

“Spill what?”

pretty waitress smiles as she rests her hand on

in my pocket to hide the

the way,” she grins, twirling a strand

you must be

finishing my drink in one gulp and attempting to shrug her hand

doesn’t take the hint, however and instead

bursts into

are you boys

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

get off you w**”e,” Micah

the

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

don’t make you nervous, do I?”

Talia sees this? around so she can’t

grabbing her tray and

Jade,”

grab my pen and

He thinks it over as he pours out several

sighs as he finishes the

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

involuntary snarl, Grayson demanding to know who this Dakota

picks up on

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

“He’s your only competition.”

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

I ask, knowing

Talia’s scent fills my nostrils and once again stuff my papers in

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

throw her off until I pop out

she’s close behind

of girls at

as she jots down the order and I take advantage to make my great escape to the upper lever where I was supposed to keep an eye on the dancers

night, keeping myself busy by answering

the other guards and help move around chairs and clean

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

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