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.

staring down at the ground. He uses a finger to lift my chin, staring deeply into my eyes as I

pull him behind me as I

me up, carrying me the rest of the way and placing

bed.

and rifles through the drawers and throws a shirt and pants at me, which I catch but I

that I’m not wearing any

bright red.

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

urge to laugh. He pointedly looks away from

to ask

the hallway” he says then frowns. “Knock on

I

The shirt was the easiest part and I was panting heavily by the time I was done. The clothes hung on me but so did the rest of them and

Loudly

rushing in. “Anything else you

head and then stop him before he can pick me up. I mime a pen

gets

paper” he mutters and I point to my desk where

me up and taking

I flinch, looking at him in horror. “You need to rest”

points out and I relax, letting him put

or a drink?” he suggests looking a little lost. This is all new to him but

anyone caring for me

sitting next to me, carefully placing my bad

his lap.

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