Carter The air was still, and for a moment, I thought time had stopped completely. Not a single word slid past our lips; not mine, nor father's. The only sound that could be heard in his huge office was the almost silent tick tock of the clock high up on the wall. Something swirled at the bottom of my stomach and after a moment, I recognized it as anxiety. I hadn't even started , and yet, I could feel myself losing it. I took a cursory glance around the office just to distract myself. Two huge shelves stood just to my right, one filled with books, and the other for showing off his many awards in the business world. Dad's collection was marvelous and deep down, I wanted nothing more than to surpass it one day. Probably when I was the new Alpha and…“What about Asher?” Dad's voice cut through my thoughts, pulling me back to the present. “Talk to me.”“Father.” I cleared my throat before continuing. In all honesty, this was the moment I was waiting for and I'd be damned if I let thi
Willow Even though I had been here before, it did nothing to eliminate the chills that ran down my spine, with each step I took. The high walls and the menacing growls from each cell was more than enough to have me sinking further into my bones. I inhaled and exhaled, as I muttered a quick prayer to the goddess. I was feeling anxious and I wanted nothing to go wrong. If there was anybody that could do that, it would be her. “Are you sure about this?” Someone whispered in my head. There was no surprise there because I knew the voice very well. It was Mia, my wolf. “I don't have a really good feeling about any of this.”“Why?” I spoke back. “We're just going to let him know, that's all. It's not like we're doing something bad."Mia was my wolf, everyone in the pack had theirs and on a lot of occasions, they communicated with them. But not me, I was nothing but a weak omega and as such, everything about me was limited. Even the times when I could speak with my wolf. Sometimes
Willow My footsteps echoed with each step I took down the hall. Normally, anytime I went down these halls, the low growls from the other cells was more than enough to throw me off guard. But not today. Today, I had my sights set on bigger things. Today was the day of the trial and I wanted to see Asher one more time before it started. I ignored the churning in my stomach as I went down the hall. For the life of me, I couldn't bring myself to relax, not one bit. My anxiety levels spiked up and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't seem to bring them down. “Calm down, Willow.” I muttered to myself. “Calm down, stop being overly anxious.”I fought to follow my advice as I inched closer to Asher's cell. The moment I got there, I froze.An empty cell stared back at me as I stood there, rooted in my spot. My chest tightened as I found it hard to breathe. “What the hell was going on?” I muttered frantically as my eyes darted around each and every corner of the cell. It was obviou
Carter I reclined in my seat, the office chair going back a few inches. Usually, I'd be bothered about falling back and toppling over, but not today. Today, I had more important things to think of. I snuck a glance at the calendar in front of me. On one of the days in the month of March, a red pen had been used to strike out the number 16. It was the day the trial had been scheduled for, and coincidentally, it was today. I was a bag of emotions, each and every one of them struggling to get out to at least gain dominance. I was angry, sad, mad and excited all at once and the fact that I was experiencing all of these emotions because of one individual didn't exactly sit well with me. Asher.I still hadn't gotten used to the taste of his name on my lips, and if I was being honest, I wasn't sure I ever could. He had been on my mind for the last couple of days now and at this point, I was sure I was now behaving like Willow. She didn't tell me, but I could bet she had been thinking
Carter. My footsteps echoed all around me as I moved from one side of the room to the other. I was pacing, and I knew it wasn't going to solve anything, but could I bring myself to do anything about it? No. A big fat no. I clenched and unclenched my fists by my side. Ever since the guards walked out of here, the urge to break something was growing and increasing by the minute, and I didn't want that. Relax Carter, relax. I inhaled and exhaled a couple of times, and surprisingly, it worked. At least, with a clearer head, I would be able to approach the situation rationally and not make hasty decisions. What distinguishes an alpha from the common man, is their mind. Dad's words echoed in my ear. Whenever I was overly mad about something, he always said it out loud. Even as a child, I'd committed that particular memory to mind and if I was being honest, it had actually helped me out of a few uncomfortable situations. Why was Willow even there in the first place? What could ha
Willow I gulped, hoping it would do something to ease the anxiety crawling around in the pit of my stomach, but I couldn't be any more wrong. Instead, the more I tried to calm myself down, the more my anxiety levels spiked and the worst part was that, ur had barely begun. And by it, I meant Carter's wrath. I didn't need a soothsayer or an incredibly high IQ to know that I'd gotten Carter pissed. The moment the guards had arrived with a message that Carter was looking for me, I just knew it was all over. I'd wanted more time, some more time to try and find Asher. He couldn't have gone too far, right? But that didn't matter, even if it did, there was still no way I would have been able to catch up with him. Asher was a beta, one of the strongest ones I'd ever seen, so how could a lowly omega who could barely shift run after and catch him? It wasn't just impossible, it was literally madness as its peak. I played with the invisible dirt wedged in between my fingers. There was
Carter I marched forward, ignoring the red spots that clouded my vision. Even the lamps that hung on the walls must have caught the gist that I was furious, because the moment I approached them, the lights in them flickered out, just to come back on again the moment I had passed. I balled my hands into fists as I trudged on. That was the very least I could do to stop myself from punching the nearest wall. If I lost my temper and did that, I knew for a fact it wouldn't sit well with my father. Dad. I was heading towards his office, and why I hated rubbing it in people's faces when I was right, there was no way I could let this slide. Right now, he was just going to see how much of a mistake he'd made trusting Asher. Asher. The mere thought of him was more than enough to make my blood boil. No matter how hard I tried to get rid of him, he always found a way to get under my skin, either directly or indirectly. I guess I had only just realized it now because I had something that
Willow The sound of my flip flops slapping against the tiled ground echoed all around me as I made my way down the hall. It was empty and quiet and for the life of me, none of it felt like a good sign. Anxiety twirled and unfurled in the pit of my stomach, but I did my level best to ignore it. That was all I could do at the moment. A strange sense of dejavu washed over me. I couldn't help but feel like I'd traded this path before, with the same objective in mind. However, the more I thought about it, the more it dawned on me that my hunch was actually right. I peeked into the first room that came up at my right. It was empty and I felt a groan bubble up to my throat. This was the third room I had checked, and there was still no sign of Carter. Where the hell was he?I knew I should have gone after him the moment he dashed out of that mini interrogation room. Instead, I'd stayed rooted to my spot, almost as if my butt and limbs had been glued to the metal chair I'd been seati