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!”

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

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

a word, just stares at me, as if unsure what else

had been full with hope when he first looked at me, are now stone cold and almost lifeless.I know I must be hurting him, but I simply

been

promised to love

And he didn’t.

tell me too? Zane clenches his jaw and swallows hard

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

sorry,” I whisper to myself as I run

know your name… and I will

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

Talia Ramos, reject

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

presence as I signed my paperwork, Grayson humming

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

made

a beacon.I searched for the scent but in a room full of hundreds of

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

protect her and I felt the urge to

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 never

would have it, Talia already

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

not

wants

she’s just afraid…

I mutter back as I open the back door to the main venues, a blast of music nearly shredding my ear drums. I need to

know

from the stage where three topless strippers dance around

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

moving a chair and taking a

a shrug as

the verge of a full blown panic attack.I need help

my mate,” I

“It’s Talia.”

in his face

“No f*****g way!”

eyes scanning the

what lam,” I

help me.She doesn’t know my

wolf?” I nod and he lets out a

pouring out a

the house dude.But

“Spill what?”

she

stuffing them in my pocket to hide the evidence

Jade, by the way,” she grins, twirling a strand of

you must

gulp and attempting to shrug

hint, however and

bursts into laughter

you boys

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 want

off you

making the

and leans in close to my face, her

make you nervous, do I?”

sees this? around so she

her tray and

Jade,” Micah

over it.” I grab my pen

over as he pours out several drinks for some clients

as he finishes the

her date ANYONE EVER.She’ll have a fling here or there but never

lips curl up in an involuntary snarl, Grayson demanding to

picks up on

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

“He’s your only competition.”

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

I ask, knowing the

he can answer anything, Talia’s scent fills my nostrils

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

directions to throw her off until

my horror, she’s close behind

of girls at

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

of the night,

the closing call, I stay with the other guards and

the first to leave, but I stay back with Micah

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