The Alpha's Rejected Silent Mate

Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Damien POV

Something’s wrong, I can sense it but I can also see by the expression on Winter’s face that today hasn’t gone as well as I’d hoped, even with myself and Johntahon looking over her. She’s so quiet, walking slowly back to the car. She hasn’t even looked me in the eyes, not once, and I feel concerned about her. Had something bad happened to her today? I’d struggled to find her at lunch, having looked in the cafeteria and then outside. Apparently, Johnathon had been doing the same thing. I hadn’t considered the fact that Winter wouldn’t have come and got me, or that she would sit outside, especially with the loss of her voice.

I want to ask, demand answers, but she stares out the window and I sigh, starting the car. Maybe she will write

down everything when we get back home.

“Winter” I say quietly while driving and she finally looks right at me as I ponder the words to say. I don’t want to upset her. “Did something happen?”

She fidgets with her hands and stares down at the floor, tentatively shaking her head. I sigh. She’s always been a

terrible liar. Clearly there was something she wasn’t telling me.

“Winter, were you hurt?”

She shakes her head more adamently. I wish I could believe her but there’s such a look on her face, it’s clear she’s trying to hide something from me. I just wish she trusted me enough to tell me what it was.

We pull into the driveway and she almost scrambles out of her side, rushing to the front door and pulling on the

handle. I raise my eyebrows. Ever since father was conveniently taken by Johnathon’s men, I’d been locking the door. We didn’t have to worry about father coming back, but I was still worried about our safety. I take my time getting out of the car as she waits for me, her arms folded, looking impatient.

“I’m coming, I’m coming” I grumble and she stamps one foot on the ground. I pull out the front door key from my

watching as she almost bolts upstairs. I debate

and decide it might be best to let her

door and locked it from the inside, going into the kitchen and staring

It looks like I’ll

keep myself and Winter fed with a

phone rings and I absently answer it, holding

and I roll my

tone that you

advantage.

little irritable. As if I can’t take care of

sarcastically.

pauses for a moment “how

he genuinely cares and all I can think about is how he

now.

said a little ungraciously, “she seems to be alright but she won’t

something must have

the stairs and

he instructs, and I almost want to swear at him. What did he think

I wasn’t even that

well I need to go”, I snapped and before he could answer, I hung up the phone. It’s

around the dismal kitchen and shuddering. The whole house still smells like

some windows, let some fresh air in. The whole place still reeks of alcohol and cigarettes. It will

I’ll have to start

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