The Alpha's Rejected Silent Mate

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Johnathon’s POV

T head back to my next class, listening to my wolf’s growls and protests, pushing them aside. But something

doesn’t feel right to me. Why did she look so defeated back there, as though she’d been expecting to be rejected?

Mates generally stayed together and I felt a pang as I remembered the sad look in her eyes. She’d looked so broken

and I had helped make her that way.

Class seemed to take forever and, to be honest, I had no clue what subject I was currently in, let alone did I care.

All I could think about was her and the niggling feeling in my gut. Something was wrong, I could feel it and my wolf

could sense it. The bell couldn’t ring fast enough for me and, to my dismay, I was held back by the teacher, who had a serious look on his face.

“Johnathon, I understand you’re the alpha, but that doesn’t mean not paying attention in class” he said gravely,

and I glower at him, causing him to take a step back. My eyes turn pitch black in warning and he babbles something

at me and then let’s me go.

up my things and dashing out the door. I’ll just

home. I say to myself and my wolf says nothing, instead telling me to run. I remember the last place I’d seen

bitchy faces. Almost as though they had done something. When they see me they scatter, making

I open the classroom door, blood draining out of my face as

and I watched how

reacted, because before I could do anything she fell down again in front of me as I roared “Somebody get a doctor here now” at the top of my Alpha tone, sending students and teachers scurrying to do just that. I kneel in front of Winter and push

so childlike in that instance, so fragile, and I

at all, I notice absently as

at me and Winter. I growl at her and she blinks. “Follow me”

weights as we go into the nurse’s room.

I carefully place Winter down, gently, not wanting to hurt her.

as she takes in

grimly, “but I intend to

says slowly, and I raise my eyebrows at her,

I could cry at the amount of injuries and bruises on

aren’t all new” I growl and

older than others” she agrees, “as though she’s been beaten a few

and the

and Winter just nods, a tear trickling down her pale

hurts”, the nurse asks, and Winter points to

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