The Alpha's Rejected Silent Mate

Chapter 22

I feel bad. I had to leave Winter at home this morning, because I had football practice, well okay, I was staring at the cheerleaders and maybe some of the other girls that cheer for them.

A crappy reason to leave my sister behind right? I should have stayed but surely dad was way too drunk to do anything.

He’d been completely out of it when I left so I thought it was safe. I shake my head. I’ll check later to make sure that she’s made it to school safely. I promised her I’d change and I meant every single word of it.

Theres a niggle feeling in my gut and I don’t even dare wait until lunch like my original plan to find her. Instead I

go to the administration office and get glared at by the secretary. Clearly she doesn’t like me. Like I care, heck the feeling was mutual. I drum my fingers across the desk just to piss her off some more.

“Can I help you” she says snidely and I so badly want to give her the finger but making sure Winter is ok is my first priority. I could always give her the finger when I left.

“I’m wondering what class my sister Winter is in right now. I need to speak to her” | mumble. There’s no need to tell her my last name. I’ve been in this office so many times to see the headmaster that the secretary knows my full name off by heart.

She scowls at me and then slowly, pulls up something from her computer. At least she’s not arguing with me but then maybe she just wants me the hell out of her office.

“Why are you looking for your sister when she called in sick today” the woman snaps, as though I’ve wasted her precious time. I swear she rolled her eyes at me.

“Winter called in sick” | double check. I don’t believe her, Winter has never missed a day of school. Even when she was being bullied relentlessly or sick with a cold, she came to school. Her grades were too important to her.

“Yes she called in sick” the secretary says irritably and I still.

“Did she call or did her father?” I ask in a whisper, my gut churning.

more annoyed.

say with gritted teeth “it matters a lot” and she sighs,

she drawls sarcastically and I glare as I watch her

chair before she looks up and meets my eyes. My arms are folded

“Well” I growl.

in sick for Winter, she was

like that, not even if Winter really was sick and she’d been fine last night when we’d been hanging out.

boy Johnathon. How ironic that he has the same name as one of

asks in a dangerous tone

for her” he

was just going home to look for her” I

he said to me and I hesitate

never missed a day of school in her life, if there’s anything that means the

and I give him a nod of thanks, sensing he was coming with and wouldn’t exactly take no for an answer. This is the asshole who

my house! I could yell at

I found myself praying for my life while he drove. I almost vomited the contents of my stomach up as I got out. It must be nice to be Alpha and not worried about being pulled over, I think sourly as I make my way up the driveway. I don’t bother to knock, let alone unlock the door, father’s always too drunk to care

self, sitting on the couch, a beer bottle dangling from his chubby hand, snores permeating the room. I walk in quietly and motion for Johnathon to follow me, he

over at father. “Keep him in your sight” | whisper

father’s even the bathroom and toilet but theres no sign

I know it in my bones and I storm downstairs, Johnathon

just small spatters, a broken dish and a teatowel on the ground. To me it looks like signs of a struggle and I’m in no mood to wait for father to wake up. I stomp over to him and smack him upside the head with a loud crack that

him. One eye and then the second one cracks open and he sits bolting upright, his eyes full of scorn as he glares at me. He makes no move to retaliate and it’s then that I see