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.

and dashing out the door. I’ll just look in on

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 room, smug looks

though they had done something. When they see me they scatter,

I open the classroom door, blood draining

watched how she trembled as

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 the hair covering her face, my heart breaking in two as I stare

looks so childlike in that instance, so fragile, and I

she barely weighs anything at all, I notice absently as I maneovre her carefully out of the

stares at me and Winter. I growl at her and she

and I follow, my legs feeling like dead weights as we go into the nurse’s room.

down, gently, not wanting

me and gasps as she takes in Winter’s condition, “What happened” she exclaimed, and I

I say grimly, “but I intend

hesitates. “I need to look her over” she says slowly, and I raise my eyebrows

slowly peels her shirt and jumper up, exposing her body. I could cry at the amount of injuries and bruises on her body. The nurse blinks back

new” I growl

she agrees, “as though she’s been beaten a few times. The poor girl, I had

she cries and the

she says, and Winter just nods, a tear trickling down her pale cheek. Without thinking, I wiped

I need to examine you. Can you tell me where it hurts”, the nurse asks, and

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