The Alpha's Rejected Silent Mate

Chapter 53

I scowl. It’s been only one day, but even I’ve noticed that Damien didn’t make it to school today. Normally, I would shrug it off, but since Winter’s been gone, Damien has attended school without fail, as well as doing that job of his afterwards. Either he’s sick and I’m being paranoid or something has happened to him. I suspect it’s the latter, because that’s what my gut is saying to me.

Timpatiently wait for school to finish, the ticking of the clock driving me insane. As an Alpha, I can just get up and leave, and nobody would dare to stop me. But as a son with a scary mother, it’s wiser to just wait rather than deal with something horrendous later. My mother scares everyone when she’s angry.

Thank god. The final bell rings and I peel the hell out of there, getting hurriedly into my car, and ignoring the girls who continually try to swarm me. Jessica, in particular, has been nothing but annoying and almost throwing herself into my path. No matter how much I tell her that I’m not interested, it’s like she thinks I’m playing hard to get instead. I shudder. As if I would want her lips anywhere near mine.

Damien’s house isn’t far and it looks dilapidated from the outside. It’s certainly in shoddy shape and that’s

putting things kindly. I frown. I never realized just what bad a shape his place was in. The door is locked and I rattle it, knocking on the door. There’s no answer and I sigh. But I’m positive that I can smell his scent, it’s quite strong in fact, so it would make sense that he was in there. I ponder what to do and then shrug. I could worry about the damage later. I pick up a rather large rock and break a window in the living room, using my elbow to push out the stubborn bits that still clung there. At least now I can get in. Damien can curse at me later for what I’ve done.

“Damien” I call softly, but there was no reply. I glance around. The kitchen is empty and all the lights are off. I sniff, his scent is strong and permeating throughout the entire house. Still, it seemed to be more pungent towards a certain door and I opened it, seeing stairs descending into a dark room. The basement. I tread lightly, my body tense, prepared for an attack, but nothing happened. Bile rises in my throat as I smell the metallic scent of blood, both old and new. Something has happened down here.

Thave to move past bits of furniture and various piles of junk to get towards the source of the smell and once I’m there, I halt in my tracks unable to believe what I’m seeing with my own eyes. My heart gives a jolt. Damien is shackled to the wall inside a large cell, his body slumped and there is blood, so much blood everywhere, a lot of it dried on his body. Someone’s bleated the living s**t out of him. I raced to the cage and it was unlocked. I ignore the burning of my flesh as I rip the door open and rush inside. I can see his chest moving, slowly, so he’s still alive, thank god, but barely.

I need a key for the shackles and restraints. Damien’s head is slumped and I gently tap it, hearing him moan as his eyelids fluttered open. “Damien, where’s the key?” I ask urgently and he blinks at me, still confused and disorientated.

“Kitchen, pantry, hook” he rasped out and I raced upstairs and located the key exactly where he said, hanging on a hook in the kitchen pantry. Seconds later, I’m cursing and undoing the restraints etc while my flesh burns. Unfortunately, Damien drops to the ground and I fail to catch him. He moans.

he faces me. I can

  “Thomas” he moans and

was thinking about Thomas but it couldn’t have actually

turned towards

he whispers hoarsely, and I

is dead” I said firmly, but

a hyrbid now, half shifter, half vampire. I saw

strongest races in the world. I’m amazed that he survived the transition, most attempting to become hybrids

struggled to sit upright and I helped him, panting heavily from the exertion. Now that he’s no longer touching

he tells me in a slightly stronger voice as I blink at him

want?” I ask, but part of me suspects

Thomas was no longer a threat to Winter. She believed him to be dead. She had no way of knowing he was still alive and out to get her. She was in danger and she

swear, punching the wall in a fury while Damien chuckles lowly

headstart. He won’t rest until he finds her” he exhales, placing a hand to his side and

the hospital”, I tell him, but he shakes

going after him. Either I take him out, or I find Winter so