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.

to go to college. It will set you up with a bright

rude.

eat and have a roof over my head” I commented dryly. Ha, take that, I think smugly to myself. He sits back and regards me

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

Winter” I say carelessly, and he looks

was that about?

your sister

fine and dealing with everything and then other times not so much”, I admit, hating myself for showing

on me.

and see a disappointed look on Johnathon’s face. I hadn’t had a chance to tell him. Alright, I did, but I’d held back

directly without getting your

I was one of the only ones who’d hoped that she would. Maybe I’d let my imagination run away from me as

says, looking between Johnathon and myself, “if

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

to say the words”, he adds, and I stare at him,

sister from me? Over my dead

blinks at me, as though

at the clock. The old man had kept us in the study

a bloody hour with his drivelling. I needed to get the hell out

and shaking his flabby hand while Johnathon does the same. We leave the study in a rush, breathing in fresh air in relief. The office had smelt damp and of

get away with anything you want.

but I’m not shocked to find that she’s

on the way

huff and I cast