The Alpha's Rejected Silent Mate

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

I’m sitting in the hospital waiting room with Winter’s brother Damien and he can’t seem to keep still. I don’t blame him, all I can see in my mind’s eye is Winter, lying there, on the cold tiled floor, blood all over her, her panties missing and dressed in some sort of lingerie.

My wolf had been ready to kill and I’d been more than a little disappointed to find that bastard Thomas was already dead. I was also a little proud of Winter for killing him. She was strong, stronger than I had thought her capable of.

Finally the wait seems to be over and I jump up as a doctor comes walking over to me. As an Alpha it rankles that I haven’t been allowed back past the waiting area and I’m told it was because I couldn’t be there while Winter was going through surgery.

Her brother has been deadly quiet since we’ve come here and it’s like he’s in his own little world, one that I don’t want to pull him out of.

“Alpha Johnathon” he greets me cordially and finally I see some life come back to Damien. He sits upright and stares at the doctor hopefully, desperate to hear some sort of news about his sister. I’m anxious about my mate and my wolf is going insane inside my head right now, absolutely beside himself over Winter.

“How is she?” I’m afraid to ask but force the words out. Surely she can’t be dead? I would have felt it through the mate bond wouldn’t I have? I don’t know anymore. The doctor looks grim and I feel my heart beginning to pound wildly in my chest.

and I feel a tiny sense of

out anyway “Was she sexually assaulted” | croak out and

she does have bruises and a gun shot wound in her foot. It’s

of it. We hadn’t been to late after

of relief in his eyes when the doctor said Winter hadn’t been raped. I don’t even want to know what the poor bastard

nods, his eyes staring directly into the doctors

before she’ll be able to speak again and that’s only if they do heal. There is a chance that

brother looks absolutely devestated. He broke down in the car on the way here and I’m terrible at comforting people. I’ve always

“Is she awake?”

I sigh. There’s no way I’m moving from this hospital until I can see for myself that she’s alright. I have an overwhelming desire to be near her, to hold her in my arms and

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