All Chapters of Rejected by the Beta, Craved by the Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Carter My footsteps echoed with each step I took down the hallway. A stream of the sun's rays flooded the place, but it still didn't do anything to lift the dreary feeling that lingered in the atmosphere. It was suffocating to say the least, and if I had the chance, I would be nowhere near here. But being the current alpha’s son and the next heir meant I had to make some sacrifices, whether I liked it or not. The entire place was quiet. The prisoners knew better than to make so much as a sound in my presence. You could call me evil for enforcing such principles on them, but it was those same principles that prevented a lot of mishaps from going on.“I do hope you're enjoying your jail time.” Were the first words I let slip out my mouth the moment I'd arrived at the cell I had in mind. “If you're not, I personally think seeing it as a sort of time out would help soften the blow.”Silence. Silence stretched into the day as the man on the other side of the bars said nothing. He had

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 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. 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

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