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!”

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

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

just stares

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

had been

promised to love me

And he didn’t.

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

no and storms out of

whisper to myself

name… and I

mate as I storm down the hall,

Ramos,

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

signed my paperwork, Grayson

head,

made

soothing, like lilac and rain and it 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, it was difficult

eyes had ever seen …being

her and I felt the urge to rip

threw him out and an overwhelming happiness overcame me when her eyes met

was human but I did

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

luck would have it, Talia already hated

glared at me whenever I was near him.I wanted to comfort her but of

not want

wants us! Grayson

she’s just afraid…

I can’t think! I mutter back as I open the back door to the

don’t know what to

me, fog spilling from the stage where three topless strippers

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

your help,” I write, moving a chair and

a shrug as he pours out two

on the verge of a

mate,” I write

“It’s Talia.”

in his face and his eyes widen in

“No f*****g way!”

scanning the

lam,” I

doesn’t know

I nod and

pouring out a whiskey and

dude.But

“Spill what?”

pretty waitress smiles as she rests her

my pocket to hide the

twirling a strand of hair around her

must be

drink in one gulp and attempting

hint, however and instead forces

nearly bursts into laughter

what are you boys

looking around to see if Talia is nearby.I do not want her getting the wrong impression of

off you w**”e,”

the

and leans in close to my face, her

do I?” Get her off! Grayson

around so she

grabbing her

mind Jade,” Micah

I grab my pen and

over as he pours out several drinks for some clients

he sighs as he finishes the last

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

Grayson demanding to

up on

her three year old son.He’s her world.She lives for that little boy,” he chuckles

“He’s your only competition.”

million questions flutter into my mind, but

ask, knowing

nostrils and once

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

throw her off until I pop out on the

horror, she’s close

steps out of the dancefloor however, a group of girls at a table call her over, demanding a

make my great escape to the upper lever where I was supposed to keep an eye on the dancers giving

of the night,

call, I stay with the other guards and help move

with Micah to help with cleaning up and watch

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