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.

moved faster in my life, packing up my things and dashing out

run. I remember the last place I’d seen

as though they had done something. When they see

door, blood draining out of my face as I

watched how she trembled

a doctor here now” at the top of my Alpha tone, sending students and teachers scurrying to do just that. I kneel in

face. She looks so childlike in that instance, so fragile, and I quietly pick her up and cradle

barely weighs anything at all, I notice absently as I

at me and Winter. I growl at her

weights as we go into the nurse’s room. “Put

carefully place Winter down, gently, not wanting to hurt

nurse comes up beside me and gasps as she takes in Winter’s condition,

know” I say grimly, “but I intend to

hesitates. “I need to look her over” she says slowly, and I raise my eyebrows at her, refusing to move and she sighs, unable

body. I could cry at the amount of injuries and bruises on her

new” I growl and

few times. The poor

and the nurse profusely

so sorry” she says, and Winter just nods, a tear trickling down her pale cheek.

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

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255