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.

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

me to run. I remember the last place I’d seen her and make

they had done something. When they see me they

classroom door, blood draining out of my face as I see

been beaten, holding her ribs and I watched how she trembled

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 back the hair covering her face, my heart

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

at all, I notice absently as I

stares at me and Winter.

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

and I carefully place Winter down, gently, not wanting to hurt her. She still hasn’t

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

grimly, “but I

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

could cry at the amount of injuries

aren’t all new” I

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

she cries and the nurse profusely

a tear trickling down her pale

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

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