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.

I’m going to get lost or something.

ever since your father….” It trails in the air and I stiffen, feeling nothing but resentment for the man who supposedly raised me. The

reply bitterly and she sighs. It’s a point of contention between us, I hate

that I refuse to take 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 really like and

promises, and she gives me a genuine

eyeing me critically. I frown. What is she doing now?

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

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