Carter My footsteps echoed with each step I took but I wasn't the least bit bothered about that. I had bigger things to think about , bigger than wondering if I was waking up the entire mansion or not and I could bet my life that anyone who was in my shoes was going to agree too. Although right now, for the sake of their sanity, I wouldn't want anyone else to be in the position I was right now, not even my biggest enemy. If there was one person I would wish this on, then it had to be Asher. A frown tugged at my lips immediately. The mere thought of him always soured my mood and I wasn't sure how to feel, now that he had popped into my mind. A part of me was happy because I was right, and the other part couldnt help but feel mad. Without even trying, he had already successfully dampened my already bad mood. Why wasn't any of these things happening to him? Asher was pure evil and still, he got away with literally everything. Just look at the arrest on his coronation day, and the
Willow My mind was a mess, but that wasn't even the worst part. A million and one thoughts danced around in my head and a good number of them were questions, questions I didn't have the slightest answer to. One would think with how busy and messed up my mind was, I would be searching for answers, or trying to piece together a couple of things that would at least give me a clue of what was going on. But I didn't. Instead, I allowed the war to rage in my mind. Anything to keep me from thinking about it. I pressed my eyes shut, and regretted it immediately. Just waiting for me, was the memory I'd been trying so hard to forget. It hadn't been too long since it happened, but I wouldn't be exaggerating if I said I'd replayed it more than a million times in the last sixty minutes. Sophie's voice echoed in my head, he words crashing into every part of my skull. I wanted to say I was numb, but literally every part of my body knew it was nothing but a lie. I didn't want to feel pain, but a
Carter's POV I paced around my study, the sound of the soles of my shoes slapping hard against the tiles. It wasn't a particularly pleasant sound, but at this point, I couldn't bring myself to care. You could say I was tensed up, but even I knew it was more than that. I felt more than a million emotions all at once, and none of them were happy or pleasant ones. For someone who'd spent the better part of their childhood maintaining calm and decorum because it was required by the alpha, I was gradually losing it. I was gradually losing my grip on the control of things and it didn't sit well with me. The more I thought about it and the more I tried to come up with a solution for it, the more downhill everything seemed to go. A frustrated sigh slid past my lips. Without thinking, I ran a hand through my hair. My gaze wasted no time in locating the clock propped way high up on the wall and the moment I read what the time machine said, a frown made its way to my lips. I hated how thin
Bella's POV “Bella.” Arthur's words echoed in my ears. “What are we now?”He had asked, and even though it had been quite a while since the sentence slid past his lips, it didn't make it any less irrelevant. I should have known that question was coming, in fact, a tiny part of me was expecting it, but I didn't think it would be this soon. I was barely recovering from the effects of everything that had happened in the past. The house, rescuing me from the kidnappers, taking care of me, being by my side at the hospital, and that wasn't all. If we were talking about the tip of the iceberg, then that had to be it. Despite all and everything that had happened, Arthur had every right to ask the question he had just asked, and you could say my inability to answer him was based on the fact that I was also trying to figure out the answer to his question too..What were we? If I was being honest, I never saw a future with the man whose arms I was in at the moment. Everything had started wit
My words echoed in my ears, and even after a full blown thirty minutes had passed, I still couldn't wrap my head around what I'd just done. There was no way I saw myself doing what I just did, or more accurately, what I'd done about thirty minutes ago. Ever since Ryder and I agreed on it, and after he'd warned me not to let Hunter or anyone else know about our deal, I'd honestly kept it to myself. The mere thought of even exposing our somewhat dirty secret was more than enough to stoke a fearful fire in the pit of my stomach, so why the hell did I push aside that fear I always felt? Why did I do something foolish tonight? I huffed. Since the moment she left here, I'd been trying to convince myself that I'd done the right thing but no matter how much I tried and how hard I spoke to myself, nothing changed. It changed nothing and it didn't take too long for an emotion I recognized so well to creep into my mind. Guilt. Ryder was already mad at me. Not bad, furious. I hadn't seen
The crowd roared behind me as Bennett grabbed a hold of the ball flying towards him. He caught it with so much precision I found myself grinning from ear to ear at such a mundane thing to do, to me that is. Without further ado, he lunged towards the end zone as he swiftly dodged the opposition deftly coming at him."Go, Bennett, go!" I winced as screams from beside me pierced through my ears, disorienting me for a second. I snuck a glance at where the sound came from and it suddenly made sense. Just a few feet away were the school's cheerleaders, headed by the one and only; Emily Sinclair. Her perfectly blonde hair swished from side to side and I found myself staring at her way longer than I planned to. Shimmery make-up complemented her ruby-colored lips as she wore the widest grin the human face could produce. The fuzzy ends of her huge pom-poms tickled parts of her neck and collarbone as she hopped from one foot to the other, doing well to cover the extravagant v-neckline of her
Time couldn't have been slower as I stared at the man in front of me, his red pen skating along the edges of the white sheet underneath him. This was the eighty-fifth one. I would know because I'd been counting, right from when he started marking the damn scripts. Couldn't he be faster? I wanted to yell out loud, but a tiny part of me wasn't sure I wanted that and I kinda agreed with it. "Hey." I flinched at the touch of someone's skin over mine. Dainty hands wrapped around mine and only when I'd figured out who it belonged to, did I actually calm down. " Are you okay?""Yeah." I nodded as I whispered in the same tone she had used. I nodded again, twice, just so I'd convince her, but I knew deep down it was more for me than it was for her. " Yeah.""No.I don't think so. " Vivian shook her head slowly, her brown eyes urging me to let her know what was wrong. But could I? I wasn't sure yet. " You're tensed up.""No, I'm not.."" You're clutching on to your pen like you're trying t
I dragged my feet against the tiles lining the ground in the lobby. Loud squeaky noises filtered up to my ears, but I tuned them out. Barely though. I already had enough on my plate and I wasn't about to add squeaky noises to the list. A million pairs of eyes stared at me with each step I took but I couldn't care less. A wide range of emotions flickered on their faces, from rage, to confusion and even pity but that was their problem and not mine. I wasn't going to be the only one feeling everything and anything all at once. Not like I had a choice though. I took in deep breaths as I let my feet lead me. A tiny part of me hoped I hadn't gone the wrong way because I really wasn't thinking straight and neither was I paying anything to where I was actually headed. The aroma of something hit my nose and I paused immediately, causing someone behind me to almost bump into me. I knew that smell and on a normal day, it always brought a huge grin to my face. But not today. Today, I f