Semua Bab Rejected by the Beta, Craved by the Alpha: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Willow's I woke up to the sun's blinding shine.I sat up and glanced over at Carter's side of the bed and he wasn't there.He hadn't come back to the room last night after he'd stormed out and I felt some type of way about it. I wasn't sure how to feel, if I was being honest. On one hand I was happy for the quiet that came with the morning. It gave me ample time to reflect on last night's events, and on the other hand, I was sad. Sad because I had said some harsh words to him last night. Honestly,I didn't regret any of them. They were the truth. He was using me and whether or not he cared about me was inconsequential especially since he was so adamant about pleasing his mother. He was getting more and more ridiculous.How could he expect me to be okay with these chains of events?Did he not realize I had a heart and marrying me against my will too? What the hell was that? Were we in some kind of twisted fairytale? I stretched in my bed and stood up, put in my fuzzy slippers and went

Carter I sat at the bar in the dimly lit mansion, nursing my drink as I stared into the amber liquid swirling in the glass. If I stared hard enough, I could make out the bubbles that seemed to move sideways with even the littlest movement of the glass. Usually, I didn't care for things like this, but right now, I honestly didn't mind. It was a distraction and I would be lying if I said I didn't need any right now, whether it was working or not. I frowned, before tipping the content of the glass into my mouth. My throat burned as the vile liquid made its way down my throat. I wasn't normally a fan of vodka, but rumor had it that if you wanted to get knocked out pretty quickly, then vodka was your best bet. I never actually believed it, and I had never stuck around to give it a try until now. Or more importantly, I hadn't been more down and at the lowest point in my life than now. I chuckled lightly, the hollow laughter reverberating throughout the entire hall. It was funny, t

Willow's povThe night enveloped us in its soothing darkness as Carter and I prepared for bed in our shared room. Despite the exhaustion from the day's events, my mind buzzed with thoughts that refused to settle. I still couldn't believe Sophie had shown up out of nowhere, stirring up old memories and casting a shadow over what should have been a joyful time.I stood by the window, gazing out at the moonlit garden, trying to calm the storm of emotions inside me. The soft rustle of sheets and the occasional creak of the bed behind me reminded me of the reality I now faced – sharing my life, my space, with Carter."Willow," Carter's voice broke through my reverie, gentle yet hesitant. "Did you invite Sophie to the ceremony?" “There's no need for that, it's never going to hold” I repliedI turned to face him, seeing the earnest curiosity in his eyes, shaking my head.Carter nodded slowly, processing my words. After a moment's pause, he spoke again, his tone careful. “But why don't y

WILLOW'S POV A brand new day yet I still had left overs or perhaps, hang overs of the previous day’s emotions. I was far from good. Carter’s mother had done nothing but bad to me. She had always done nothing to me but bad. She had always kept me on high toes and I wasn’t sure how this was going to turn this time. I had no idea what it took to plan such ceremony. What was I going to do? I knew I had to prove myself worthy. I wasn’t going to let her get what she wanted. With the zeal and determination that could help me succeed, I hurriedly got into the shower, took a quick bath, got dressed and stepped out. Carter's side of the bed was empty. Again. I shrugged and dashed our of the room. If I had to go through the high heavens and low water to find out what I needed, then I was prepared for it. Carter promised to handle it and fox it but how was I supposed to fold my hands and do nothing? He was hell bent on pleasing his mother no matter what the consequences would be. He was he

Carter’s POVI tried so hard to convince my mother but when she says no, she definitely meant no. When she says no, then her mind was made up and there seemed to be nothing that could change it. Walking away from my mother with a broken heart, I hurried to find Colin. She did not spare me a glance not even once at me even as I walked away from her. She was adamant and I should have understood that I would not be able to convince her. I like not be able to make her change her mind. I should have thought of something else. “Oh, Colin! You have no idea what is going on. “ I buried my head in my palms. At that point, to me, it seemed like I as being dramatic but that was exactly how I felt and I could not bottle up the pain. “My mother is stubborn. She had a heart of stone and I do not know what to do to melt it. I doubt if that is even possible. “ I started. “What is going on? What happened this time?” He questioned and sat right beside me. “All my life… all I have ever done is to