Chapter 10

Johnathon POV

I follow the scent to a nearby classroom and, without warning, I open the door and let it slam open, my eyes scanning each and every face while the teacher glares at me. I glare right back and they blink but say nothing. Even

teachers cannot mess with an Alpha. I smirk at them while my eyes scan the room for the person I’m looking for. It

takes me a minute and then I spot her.

My eyes fall on a girl sitting there and looking away from me. She’s the only one who is and I study her for a

moment. Her hair is blonde, long, but it’s her fragile appearance that tugs at my heart. She’s so pale, so thin. Does she ever eat? I think to myself sardonically before catching myself. Why do I even care? She had dark circles under her eyes as though she never sleeps and her clothing is easily too big for her, hiding her thin frame, but not from me. Does she ever sleep? I’m beginning to lose focus as I stare at her, the class speaking in hushed whispers that lignore, debating how to get her to follow me out of the classroom. In the end I decide on a blunt approach, desperate to get

this over and done with and move on with my life.

“You” I finally say, pointing to her, and she stiffens, turning her face to look at me, blood draining out of her face or so it looks like. She’s gone so pale that I wonder if she’s about to faint or pass out. I hope not. That’s the last thing!

she’s forced to obey, the teacher scowling in the

which starts to hurt. My wolf is hating me

stop listening to his

out hesitantly and we step into the corridor. I ran a hand through my shaggy hair and looked at her, feeling a slight pang of guilt for what I was about to do, but I was really not sure what else to do. She deserves a better mate than me, one who will genuinely be able to care for and love her. I’m not

except for

and she bites her lip before looking at

is beautiful, from her golden hair to the

already hate myself for doing this to an innocent girl. I keep the block up, even though it pains me that I’m hurting my wolf by

she said very quietly and my heart skipped a beat.

her really well. Unique, just like she was. I gave her a tight smile, feeling incredibly guilty for

doing.

I add, rambling on a bit while she looks

person, “but I refuse to have a mate and, unfortunately, that happens to be

to come from her but theres none forthcoming. It’s almost like she’s

it’s no big deal. Does she not understand what I’m

completely miserable and refusing to speak to me. If it wasn’t for the

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