Chapter Twenty    ~Good Mate Trait~

Gwen

"What happened to you?" Jasper asked. He looked dazed.

I was waiting for him close to his car after the school bell rang.

"I fell. Yeah—I fell."

"Fell? What kind of fall will leave you with bruises on those parts of your face." He leaned closer. Maybe he could smell my lie. "I don't believe you. It looked like you were in a fight."

"I didn't fight. "I said, "I fell through a flight of stairs."

He narrowed his eyes. Not saying another word, we got into the car.

I thought he had let the issue slide. "Who laid a hand on you?" I hear him ask. He stared ahead while he drove.

"No one."

"Don't lie to me!" He growled. He was driving fast now. "Tell me the truth. What did I tell you about anyone who threatened you, huh?"

I cowered on the passenger's seat, too close to the door. I could force the door open right now with the way my weight leaned on it. "You said I should report to you."

"Do you take me for a fool? That I wouldn't be able to recognize wounds from a fight or a beating o