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.

college. It will set you up with a bright future”, he tells

rude.

eat and have a roof over my head” I commented dryly. Ha, take that, I

disappeared” he says, trying to

and I intend to take care of myself and Winter” I say

was that about?

your

so much”, I admit, hating myself for showing weakness in front of the headmaster and in

on me.

on myself. I reluctantly shake my head and see a disappointed look on Johnathon’s face. I hadn’t had a chance to tell him. Alright, I

directly without getting your head ripped

the headmaster looks saddened by the news but also not surprised. I guess I was one of the only ones who’d hoped that

headmaster says, looking between Johnathon and myself, “if you both decide

or the guidance counsellor. Damien, if you or your sister need help, then we can arrange for social services if

the words”, he adds, and I stare

let social services take my sister from me? Over

he blinks at me, as though wondering why

the headmaster says pleasantly, looking at the clock. The old man had

I needed to get the hell

the same. We leave the study in a rush, breathing in fresh air in

anything

but I’m not shocked to

had grabbed me on the way to

refuse. Johnathon gave a huff and I cast him a sidelong glance. What was his