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.

now that my body is covered. “Your ribs are broken. I can wrap

doesn’t seem like such a bad idea considering I was in a massive amount of pain. Maybe, if I rationed them, I could keep some for at home when the pain

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 a small nod and

shirt back up” Laura orders me and I do, wincing as she puts the bandage on tight, not enough to restrict my breathing, but firm enough that I felt myself

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 you

at home?” she asks delicately and for a moment

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 at

tell she’s trying to tell if I’m telling the

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

She’s trying to help me and I’m shoving

I nod, watching as she leaves,

annoyance he strides in, all confident and cocky like. I curse myself for thinking he’s handsome. The bastard rejected me for heaven’s sake. I shouldn’t

us. I frown

he tells me and I gape at him. I can’t have him do that. I can’t have him near my house or my family. 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

like I had hoped

a minute and sure enough when I peer around the corner he’s gone. I limp towards the hospital’s exit, frantically dashing through, hoping that I’ll make

though when his voice booms from behind me, stopping all

going. You are hurt, injured and trying to run. How can you be so stupid” he roars and I flinch

point? He’d just use

myself down, foolishly forgetting about my broken ribs.