Chapter 11

Winter POV

I’m sitting in class, listening to the teacher, who I’ll admit was rambling a bit when the door to the classroom

crashes open. I don’t even have to turn to know it’s the new Alpha everyone’s been talking about. The teacher thankfully falls silent and everyone begins to talk while I wonder what it is he wants. He smells nice, I think drowsily, like sandalwood and bergamot and I inhale deeply, my eyes suddenly narrowing as I work out why that is. There’s only one reason another person would smell this good to me and that’s if they are my mate. Sure enough, he points at me.

“You” he says gruffly and I try not to flinch at the authority oozing from his voice, “come with me.”

He strides back out and I’m forced to follow, the class erupting into giggles as I leave. Great. More fodder for the gossip mill.

I can’t help but stare at him in awe. His face is just so handsome, his green eyes round and dark, his black hair

shaggy and down to his shoulders. He’s wearing a leather jacket that makes him look tough, as well as accentuates his muscled body. I swallow, feeling incredibly nervous all of a sudden as he turns to speak to me.

I’m not naive. I knew he’d brought me out here to reject me. After all, what guy would want a girl as broken and

tainted as I was? I wasn’t the greatest looking and compared to him I must have looked awful. But I squared my

shoulders, refusing to let him see how this was affecting me. I needed to get this over and done with, if only so I could

get back to class and pretend this never happened. I’d dreamed of finding a mate since I was a little girl and as I’d gotten older, I’d hoped that mine would come along and save me. I should have known better.

“Listen, can we hurry this up” | mutter. “I need to get back to class.”

He looks stunned, almost as though he wasn’t expecting me to say something like that, but I meant every word.

the mate bond is severed, the sooner the pain will be gone. For a moment I’m grateful

wolf yet, which means the pain will

a deep breath and I wait for the inevitable words. “I, Johnathon of the blue moon pack, reject

Winter of the.”

he nods and continues, almost

Winter of the Silver

the sharp pain in my heart. I refuse to

Crescent Pack accept Johnathon’s of the Blue Moon’s Pack Rejection” I say dully and

through the

know he’s feeling the

the strength and power he possesses. I give him a tight smile and leave without a backward glance, fighting hard to keep my tears at bay when part of

back to the classroom, feeling nothing but dread as I slowly turn the handle with a trembling hand.

The teacher looks at me and says nothing as I quietly take a seat and

Jessica drawled from the back corner and I stiffened,

happened. I can feel her

loud snort of laughter. I hope the teacher will step in but

Even the teachers don’t care what

I remain

was it so hard

was taking delight

student shouts and I groan and put a

have gone home or pretended

who would want

her. She’s ugly, of

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