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.
moved faster in my life, packing up my things and dashing out
I remember the last place I’d seen her and make a run to her classroom, surprised to see a crowd of cheerleaders coming out of the
though they had done something. When they see me they scatter, making
door, blood draining out of my face as I
holding her ribs and I watched how she trembled
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 back
her bruised face. She looks so childlike in that instance, so fragile, and I quietly pick her
she barely weighs anything at all, I notice absently as I maneovre her carefully out of
as she stares at me and Winter. I growl at her and she blinks. “Follow
as we go into the nurse’s room. “Put her on the bed”
carefully place Winter down, gently, not wanting to hurt her. She still
takes in Winter’s condition, “What happened” she exclaimed, and I give a
don’t know” I say grimly, “but I intend
her over” she says slowly, and I raise my eyebrows at her, refusing to move and
up, exposing her body. I could cry at
I growl and the nurse
“as though she’s been beaten a few
and
sorry” she says, and Winter just nods, a tear trickling down her pale cheek. Without thinking, I wiped
you. Can you tell me where it hurts”, the nurse asks, and Winter points to her ribs,
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