The Alpha's Rejected Silent Mate

Chapter 27

Chapter 27

Winter POV

We pull up into the driveway and I shudder looking at the house. Had it always looked this intimidating and

imposing or was my imagination going into overdrive? I’m reluctant to get out of the car and I watch as Damien gets

out, part of me wanting to cower against the seat and stay in the car. I know he’s told me that father is gone forever

but a small part of me thinks he could be lying, that this could be a trap and that’s what keeps me from getting out.

My brother looks exasperated but I don’t care.

“Winter” he says softly, knocking on my window “it’s safe to come out, I promise he’s not here.”

I just look at him and then slowly, quietly, get out, closing the car door behind me. To my surprise Damien takes hold of my hand and gives it a squeeze, I guess his way of trying to reassure me as we walk up the driveway and to the front door together.

Damien reaches out and opens the door, turning the light on and going inside, while I clutch his hand with a death grip. The lounge room is completely littered with beer bottles and there’s father’s odor still drifting in the air. I gag, putting a hand over my mouth and taking deep breaths. I’m aware I’m still in a hospital gown but I’m too scared

to go upstairs by myself.

“Are you hungry?” Damien asks and I shake my head, tugging at my hospital gown and looking at him with wide

eyes in an effort to get him to understand what I want.

“You want to get changed” he says and I nod.

“Go on then” he urges and I shake my head, pulling on his hand while he stares at me confused.

you?” he asks gently and I nod, staring down at the ground. He uses

and I pull him behind me as

impatient though and scoops me up, carrying me the rest

bed.

a shirt and pants at me, which I catch but I continue to look at

but I need underwear, vehemently aware that I’m not wearing

bright red.

point to the top drawer. He acts as though is hand is burned and flings

urge to laugh. He pointedly looks

I’m about to ask

says then frowns. “Knock on the wall or something

I wait impatiently until he’s left the

time I was done. The clothes hung on me but so did the rest of them and it’s not like I had anyone I

Loudly

comes rushing in.

pick me up. I mime a pen and paper, pretending to write

he gets the

where a notepad and pen sat. He grabs it

swiftly picking me up and taking me

the couch and I flinch, looking at him in horror. “You need to rest” he whispers

the recliner anyway” he points out and I relax, letting him put

looking a little lost. This is all new to

anyone caring for

before sitting next to

his lap.

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