The Alpha's Rejected Silent Mate

Chapter 13

I sit in the bleak looking hospital room, grateful that Johnathon had the common sense to leave me alone and sit

in the hallway. I’m so angry at him for forcing me to come here when I don’t want to go. I feel a sense of panic. What if they call my father and tell him I’m here? He’ll kill me for sure. I try to hold my tears at bay as a young woman

comes walking in, dressed in a doctor’s coat. She looks concerned and I wonder if she’s been told about my injuries already. I bet Johnathon told her.

“Winter” the woman says quietly, and I glance at her name tag. It reads Laura. She continues with a smile that

I’m sure she means to be reassuring. “I hear that you’ve been badly hurt. Can you show me where?”

“I really need to get home” I say hastily. “I was expected to be there ages ago.”

She frowns. “I’m sure your family is worried about you. Would you like me to call them?”

I shook my head ” No, it’s fine. I don’t want to bother them.”

She gives me a strange look but theres no way I want them contacting my father or my brother. I shudder at the thought.

“It hurts here” I finally mumble as she looks at me, patiently waiting. I know she’s not going to leave me alone until I show her and so I reluctantly push up my shirt and jumper so she can look at my ribs. Laura gently prods my rib cage and I give a yelp, unable to help myself. Christ that hurt. Now Laura is looking away and I fidget as I see her looking over at my old bruises.

“Your ribs are broken. I can wrap them up for you until they heal properly”

such a bad idea considering I was in a massive amount of pain. Maybe, if I rationed them,

comfortable. At this rate I won’t heal until late tomorrow and I want to be able to walk without feeling like I’m going to faint. I give her

not enough to restrict my breathing, but firm enough that I felt myself beginning

me go but instead she sits down on the visitor chair and stares directly at me, making me feel extremely nervous. I know what she’s about to ask and theres no way I’m going to tell her the truth. I value my life too much. “Winter, I can tell that

home?” she asks delicately and for a moment I hesitate. Yes I want

starve me and are cruel to me. Help me. But I don’t. I can’t and my chest feels tight as I answer, lying completely to the kind woman “I get bullied

trying to tell if I’m telling the truth or lying. I fix my big

can get the officer’s down here if you’d like to speak to them. Make

again and I feel bad for her. She’s trying to help me and I’m shoving it back in

sadly and I nod, watching as she leaves,

in, all confident and cocky like. I curse myself for thinking he’s handsome. The bastard rejected me for

part of the mate bond between us.

I can’t let him know my shameful secret. It’s none of his business. I don’t even want to imagine the consequences of having a boy take me home and my father seeing it. Heck, Damien would punish me for it as well and make fun of me. I can’t stand the thought and I feel my body

out and like I had hoped he sprung

around the corner he’s gone. I limp towards the hospital’s exit, frantically dashing through, hoping that I’ll make it to the main road before he finds

though when his voice booms from behind me,

How can you be so stupid” he roars and I

just use his alpha tone on me anyway so it would just be a waste of time

the bed though and plonking myself down, foolishly forgetting about my broken ribs. I flinch and swear