The Alpha's Rejected Silent Mate

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Damien POV

I don’t know what’s come over me lately, but I’m no longer enjoying the cruelty I usually show to my younger

sister Winter. There’s just something about the way that she stares at me, so much pain in her gaze, that I feel a flash

of guilt. If our mother was still alive, then Winter would still be happy and a go lucky child or teenager, but instead

she’s grown up in a house full of abuse. I never used to mind, but lately it has been weighing heavily on my

conscience. My mother would be upset to see the way that father and I treat her. She loved Winter so much. Died

her little girl.

drunk or severely hungover. I’ve lost count of how many jobs he’s been fired from. It’s quite pathetic really. I know that he misses mum but surely he needs to

my gut, turning to my friends and blowing them off as they protest.Whatever this feeling is, I sense I need to go home. They can deal without me for one night, for heaven’s sake.It’s not like they don’t see me at school every day. Well, at least on the days I bother to go. I rush back to the house but don’t run.The entire time I try to convince myself that everything is fine and that I’m just overreacting. After all, my gut could

even like facing my father when he

father snoring wildly in the recliner, a beer bottle loosely clutched in his hand. Where was Winter? Dread rises up inside of me. Normally, she would already be in the kitchen cleaning up after dinner, but I couldn’t see her from my

metallic scent of blood in the air and my heart sinks. I know instinctively that it’s

stopped, absolutely horrified, all the blood draining out of my face. I can’t believe my

she looks like a rag doll, both of her

old. How long had she been lying there like that for? God, what had father done? This

blood, relieved to see her chest rising and falling. She was breathing at least and had a pulse even if it

grimly, bending to pick her up, feeling her head draped

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