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
Willow I thought I'd seen it all, and by that, I meant I'd experienced all the awkward moments there were in this world. Well, I was wrong, so wrong and the moon goddess was about to show me just how wrong I was. At the sound of our unexpected guest, I turned to the direction the sound came from. I'd heard his voice crystal clear, and my brain cells definitely didn't have a hard time recognizing whom it belonged to, but even as I turned, I muttered a prayer that it just wouldn't be him. My breath hitched in my throat as my gaze fell on Asher, casually walking towards us. It was a known fact that Asher had broad shoulders and a height to die for, but in this moment, with every step he towards us, he could easily pass for a runway model. Wait, what? I shook my head immediately, as of to rid myself of the thought. What was I thinking? Asher had just showed up after breaking out of his cell, and here I was wondering how hot he looked. I stared at the man in question one more time,
Willow I blinked back a couple of times, just to be sure I wasn't imagining things. But even after shutting my eyes and opening them again, nothing had changed. The tension that hung in the air was still intact, crackling with life and threatening to burst into more trouble. Apparently, I wasn't the only one affected by this. I caught a glimpse of Alpha Xavier at the front of the room. Even he looked shocked, like he hadn't expected the bombshell Asher had just dropped a couple of minutes ago. “I only went to see the alpha of the renegade pack because Carter had asked me to.” Asher’s words echoed painfully in my ears. What did he mean by that? How could Carter even do such a thing? The Renegade pack had been feuding with ours for years, longer before I was born. Growing up, my mother and every other werewolf didn't fail to imprint it in our minds that we were never to be caught the with Renegaders, as they were called. They were brutal wolves that consisted more of rogues than
Willow The room was quiet, too quiet if you asked me. For the last one hour, the only thing that could be heard was the loud thumping of my heart against my chest. With how hard it was going, I wouldn't be surprised if the vital organs ruptured right through my skin. I parted my lips and closed it again. I wanted to speak, the words were literally on the tip of my tongue, but for the life of me, I just couldn't bring myself to say anything. And the man in front of me was helping out either. Carter. Carter and I had been sitting in silence for the last one hour, with none of us daring to break it. I had a good reason for my silence, but as for Carter, I didn't have the faintest clue. A deep frown tugged at the corner of his lips as he stared ahead. His eyes were glazed over and he looked to be staring at everything and nothing at the same time. With the way his fingers dug into the armrest of the chair he was currently perched on, I wouldn't be surprised if it yelped out in pa