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.

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

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

faces. Almost as though they had done something. When

open the classroom door, blood draining out of my face as I

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

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

so childlike in that instance, so fragile, and I quietly pick her up

my chest. Why, she barely weighs anything at all, I notice absently as

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

my legs feeling like dead weights as we go into the

down, gently, not wanting to hurt her. She still hasn’t

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

say grimly, “but I

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

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

I growl

few times. The poor girl, I had

and the nurse profusely

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

where it hurts”, the nurse asks, and Winter points to her ribs, looking

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