The Alpha's Rejected Silent Mate

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

I’m hurrying to the car, aware of Winter’s condition. She might seem tough but right now she looked like a strong

wind would knock her over. The car is too far for her to walk to and I get in and drive around to the front of the hospital, violently hoping she hasn’t tried to leave on her own again. I can’t believe she tried to do that. She’s absolutely mad and the most stubborn girl I know and I’ve only known her a few hours.

To my relief she’s still where I left her and I wait, the engine running, for her to come over and get in the passenger seat. I feel bad but if I try and help she’ll just refuse again. Once she’s firmly buckled in, I start to slowly drive off, asking her for her address. She answers but in a dull voice as though frightened that I’m driving her home.

I’m still suspicious of the bruises that litter her entire body but I can’t prove anything or help if she refuses to tell me.

“What do you do in your spare time?” I ask awkwardly and she shrugs. Great, she’s going to be silent for the remainder of the trip. I try again. “So how do you like school” and sigh when she just shrugs and turns to look out the window.

get to her house and I make a move to help her out but stubborn wench that she is, she waves her arms at me and tells me to stop. I’m not used to this kind of treatment from another shifter and my wolf is

to your house alright” I call out as she slams the door closed. I close my eyes

and I pull out, looking in the rearview mirror as she begins to

There was something about the way she said it, and the way she hesitated before giving me

travel around the block

she did clearly without being so close she

house she’d told me she lived in, and hobbled further up the street to one of the most run down and shabby looking houses I’ve ever seen. The grass is completely dead out the front and the mail box looks as though it’s been run over several times, completely on a lean. The front door’s paint is peeling and there’s empty beer bottles near the front door which she uses her foot

I think to myself, maybe that’s why she didn’t want me to drop her off? It made sense but something still rankled. Why would she not at least tell the nurse about her old bruises. I don’t believe for a second that it’s due to bullies at school. There are far too many of them. As it was, I would be having a firm talk with the principal tomorrow about his failure to protect one of his students from a vicious and violent attack. The fact they were girls didn’t matter to me. They deserved to

Then nothing but silence. I wait, for what I don’t know, eventually giving up. She was fine, probably doing homework. My   telling her, if only to ease my own curiousity. Part of me

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