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.

laugh. She’s given me multiple copies as though afraid I’m going to get lost or something.

resentment for the man who supposedly raised me. The man who without a second thought, abandoned his son and rejected his

she sighs. It’s a point of contention between us, I hate the man and will most likely

crap 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 high school is

promises,

and eyeing me critically. I frown. What

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 the mirror at all costs. It hangs there broken now, after I put my fist through it one

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