Semua Bab Wild Heart, Untamed Alphas: Bab 1 - Bab 10

~Winter~ I should have walked and not waited through the whole thing, but my feet won't budge an my heart wont let me. Some people laughed, and some people gasped, but tears just streamed down my cheeks and his cheeks. If this was hard for him to do, then why was he doing it? "I have waited for my fated, and I must say, I was disappointed when I found you. I tried to love you. I tried to make excuses for you in my head, but I just couldn't. The day I knew I couldn't go ahead with this was when I could not introduce you to my foreign friends. Your sense of fashion is terrible, you have no taste, not an ounce of sophistication, and you do not seem like you care to learn. Hayland needs a Luna that would build it and help it survive these trying times. You aren’t that person, Winter. I wanted you to be so badly, but you aren’t that person," He said and released my hands. "I must say, only a foolish alpha in my position would settle down with you. If I were a peasant or a commoner, wit

~Winter~ I heard slow footsteps heading in my direction and composed myself. Brandon walked in, and I did not bother to greet him. He did not deserve my respect. I felt the pull he felt it too, it was in his eyes, but I refused to acknowledge it. He seemed partially drunk in his wedding suit. He had dark circles and looked like shit. His buttons were opened, and his shirt rough. It was clear he hadn't slept at all. He should be happy after the show he gave the crowd yesterday. He should pat himself on the back. Brandon’s eyes were misty and sad. He was broken. He moved close to me, to touch me, but I stepped away from him. "Winter," he said almost in a whisper, emotions pouring out of him, but I was numb, his blue eyes misty, remorse filling his eyes as if he had a wake-up call but realised it was too late. I didn't let his emotions get to me. I was the one that was humiliated and shattered, not him. I was the one marked and ruined for life. I was the trash that had been discar

~Winter~ Summer and I remained at the window, drinking and staring at the moon. I wondered what the moon had in store for us next. Would we ever get a break? Will my heart mend? I couldn't tell, and I hated being in the dark. "Right now, I need time to be still to plan our migration," I finally spoke, and Summer was silent. It would have been easier just to leave if the children weren’t involved, but we owed a duty to keep them. Walking away wasn’t an option if we wouldn't be doing it together. That is when an idea clicked in my head. I could not tell if it was the alcohol or something spontaneous, but the idea was vivid, and I was willing to share it. "Are you squirmish about crime?" I asked Summer, and she looked at me wide-eyed as if I were crazy. I knew I needed to calm her down, which I did. "Please just answer," I said, and she relaxed. "No, tell me, Sparkle, I am listening," She said, and I nodded. "I say we rob a jewellery store, sell the loot, head to Greenville and

~Winter~ I did not give two fucks about Lesley's weak attempt at public display of affection. I knew Brandon didn't love her because even though she interlaced her hand with his, his eyes were fixed on me. I could see regret and pain evident in Brandon's eyes. He was in pain, and he wasn't hiding it. I wondered how bad the threat to Hayland was that he opted to ruin himself like this. I could see he wasn't a happy man, but there was nothing that could be done about it. Lesley smiled at me, and I fought the urge to laugh at her. Knowing she was just a money bag to Brandon made me want to laugh. "Well, this place is an eyesore. We must tear it down and build something better to rent out at a better price to outsiders when they come. If you can afford the rent, you can move back in, but I want you out in six weeks," She said and stood up. "What!" I exclaimed and looked at Brandon. By then, Lesley was leaving. I could see clearly that she was the Alpha, not Brandon. "Six week

~Winter~ I arrived home to see the children having supper. There was meat today. Thanks to Pamela, I smiled. It wasn't like we were impulsive when we started the orphanage. Business was good in Brighton until a baking factory opened a couple of chains in Brighton, and we couldn't make sales anymore. But that wasn't the main reason why we left. The Pimp we rescued Chelsea from was out to get us, and knowing we could be targets for pimps ourselves, we knew we had to leave. We never told Chelsea she was the reason we abandoned our home, and we planned to keep it that way. Some would say we should have reported to the Alpha of Brighton but people like us are always cut off from those in charge. That was my appeal to Brandon; he opted to see and welcome us to his territory instead of assigning a Kappa to do it.I guess he ended up acting like them in the end.Summer and I waited until the children were in bed before discussing our plan.I took a shot of cheap gin and sat on the bed to d