Chapter 5

Johnathon’s POV

My mother is standing in my doorway, and I roll my eyes and mutter something under my breath “geez can’t she leave me alone?” knowing she can plainly hear me. Good, because right now she’s being her usual annoying, overprotective self.

“Listen smart ass” she growls and I grin, trying to be my usual charming self, “I’m trying to make sure you are all ready to go tomorrow. Have you got your timetable?” she asks for the hundredth time.

me multiple copies as though afraid I’m going to get lost or something. “Yes mother”, I tease and she gives me a sheepish smile as she fidgets with

nothing but resentment for the man who supposedly raised me. The man

a point of contention between us, I hate the man and will most likely kill him on sight whereas my mother is more soft

from no one. As an Alpha, it’s my right to demand respect even when mother doesn’t quite see it that way. She doesn’t truly know what

I grunt, making no promises, and she

frown. What is she doing now? Is she criticizing my

at myself satisfied with what I see. I’ve chosen my usual leather jacket and plain shirt topped with ripped jeans and sneakers. Unfortunately, I still resemble that bastard father of mine with my black shaggy hair and dark green eyes. I hate looking like him, avoiding

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