The Alpha's Rejected Silent Mate

Chapter 33

Damien POV

“I know that it seems a long time away boys, but you really do have to think about your future” the headmaster

is saying in that annoying nasal voice of his. I fight the urge to roll my eyes, wanting nothing more than to poke my

tongue out at him. Johnathon is sitting beside me, looking just as frustrated, but the headmaster is the one person can’t go against without being suspended or expelled.

Who gives a damn about the future, I think a bit bitterly. Winter’s had been ruined and it had been one of my

friends’ who’d done it to her. I wasn’t stupid. She tried to hide it from me but I knew she was having nightmares

every night. I heard her muffled gasps when she woke up. I still stayed outside her room every night and I knew she was annoyed by it. I guess I’ve gone from being a disinterested older brother to an overprotective one in a short

amount of time. Who would have thought it?

“You need to think about college and where you are going. What grades are you going to need?” God he was rambling on and on. Was he ever going to shut up? How much longer was going to have to sit here and listen to him,

for heaven’s sake.

“Johnathon, have you chosen a college yet?”

“No” Johnathon answers sullenly and we share a look, one that sympathizes with the other. It’s clear neither of us is particularly thrilled to be sitting in the headmaster’s office.

“Damien, what about you?”

“I’m not going to college, I need to get a job”, I answer politely and the headmaster seemed confused by my

answer.

up with a bright future”, he tells

rude.

dryly. Ha, take that, I think smugly to myself. He sits back and regards me thoughtfully. What

heard your father has disappeared” he says, trying to be delicate and failing

and Winter” I say carelessly, and he looks a

was that about?

is your

everything and then other times not so much”, I admit, hating myself for showing weakness in front of the headmaster and in particular Johnathon, who’s hanging on my every word, his face serious and his

on me.

look on Johnathon’s face. I hadn’t had a chance to tell him. Alright, I did, but I’d held back from telling him, because I didn’t feel

that directly without getting your head ripped

was one of the only ones

the headmaster says, looking between Johnathon and myself, “if you both decide on a college, I can

or the guidance counsellor. Damien, if you or your sister need help, then we

the words”, he

me? Over my dead body, I think fiercely,

blinks at me, as though

clock. The old

bloody hour with his drivelling. I

a rush, breathing in fresh air in relief. The office had smelt damp and of cigarettes. We knew the man smoked, he absolutely reeked, but I guess when you’re the head

get away with anything you want. Like

know exactly where Winter’s class is, but I’m not shocked to find that she’s

word about the meeting but the headmaster had grabbed me on the way to her

huff and I cast him a sidelong