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!”

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

hope when he first looked at me, are now stone cold and almost lifeless.I know I must

had been

to love

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

last time to say no and storms out

myself as I run to Ron’s

name… and I will

back and claim my mate as I storm down the

Talia Ramos,

and torture for years but nothing could prepare me for the

presence as I signed my paperwork,

within a 20 meter radius began flooding my head, drumming against my ears and filling my mind until I thought I

her scent made the voices

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

my eyes had ever

viciously at me to protect her and I felt the urge to rip the

an overwhelming happiness overcame

did not care.She was

kid, I heard his deep voice whisper the

would have

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

not

wants

she’s just afraid…

the back door to the main venues,

don’t know what to

three topless strippers dance

have advice for me and I pull out my pen and

moving a chair and

little busy,” he replies with a

the verge of a full blown panic attack.I need

found my mate,” I

“It’s Talia.”

shove the page in his face and his eyes widen in

“No f*****g way!”

scanning the area for

what lam,” I scribble

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

and he lets out a

a whiskey and

house dude.But I need

“Spill what?”

she

quickly stuffing them in my pocket to hide the evidence

she grins, twirling

you must be

drink in one gulp and attempting to shrug her

hint, however and instead forces her way onto

bursts into

what are you boys

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

you w**”e,” Micah

making the

in close to my face, her

don’t make you nervous, do I?” Get her off! Grayson

this? around so she

her

mind Jade,” Micah

I grab my pen and notepad

He thinks it over as he pours out several drinks

he

EVER.She’ll

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

up on the

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.”

million questions flutter into my

knowing the

nostrils and once again stuff my papers in

rejected tonight, I scramble out of my seat and make a bee line for the dancefloor, hoping to lose her in the crowd of swaying bodies now had my

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

my horror, she’s close behind

of the dancefloor however, a group of girls at

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

the rest of the night, keeping myself

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

leave, but I stay back with Micah to help with cleaning up and

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