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 sooner the pain will be gone. For a moment I’m grateful that I don’t

wolf yet, which means the pain will be far less than if I had

I wait for the inevitable words.

Winter of the.”

he nods and

you Winter of the Silver Crescent pack”

at the sharp pain in my heart. I refuse

Silver Crescent Pack accept Johnathon’s of

go through

stunned and I know he’s feeling the mate bond sever

backward glance, fighting hard to keep my tears at bay when part of me wanted to scream out my anguish and let my tears flow. Crying wouldn’t do me

but dread as I

teacher looks at me and says nothing as I quietly take

like somebody got rejected” Jessica drawled from the back corner

fact had happened. I

loud snort of laughter. I hope the teacher will

deflated. Even the teachers don’t care what happens

remain

hard for them to leave

Jessica was taking delight

and I groan and put a hand over my eyes as students begin

have gone home or pretended to be sick

who would

at her. She’s ugly, of course

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