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. I

felt like I needed to. The drunken old man had gotten himself fired again, but I guess that’s what happens when you constantly turn up to work either 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 move on

stomach churning and nausea coming to the surface and, for whatever reason, can’t get rid of a niggling feeling in 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

like facing my father when he was on a complete

loosely clutched in his hand. Where was Winter? Dread rises up inside of me. Normally,

the air and my heart

not bleeding from any wounds that I can see. I went round the corner and stopped, absolutely horrified, all the blood draining out of my face. I can’t believe my eyes and I force the bile down that tries to rise in my

she looks like a rag doll, both of her eyes

red blood pooling around her head and I can see it’s change of color, some of it old. How long had she been lying there like that for? God, what had father done? This was the first time I’d seen her in such a

bend down and wrinkle my nose at the smell of her blood, relieved to see her chest rising and falling. She was breathing at least and had a pulse even if it seemed a little weaker than normal. I feel a small sprinkle of

done, old man” I say grimly, bending to pick her

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