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.

in my life, packing up my things and dashing out the door. I’ll just look in

wolf says nothing, instead telling me to run. I remember the last place I’d seen her and make a run to her classroom, surprised to see a crowd of cheerleaders

though they had done something. When

the classroom door, blood draining out of my face

her ribs and I watched how she trembled as she got to her feet. I

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

in that instance, so fragile, and I

anything at all, I notice absently as

and stops as she stares at me and

feeling like dead weights as we go into the nurse’s room. “Put her on the bed” the

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

takes in Winter’s condition,

I say grimly, “but I

says slowly, and I raise my eyebrows at her,

body. I could cry at the amount of injuries and bruises on her body. The nurse blinks back

all new” I growl and the

these are older than others” she agrees, “as though she’s been beaten a few times. The poor girl, I had no idea” she said, shaking her head.

and the nurse

just nods, a tear trickling down her pale cheek. Without thinking, I wiped it away, trailing my finger down her

examine you. Can you tell me where it hurts”, the nurse asks, and Winter points to her ribs,

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