All Chapters of Rejected by the Beta, Craved by the Alpha: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

WILLOW“Could you move that a little to the right, please?” A frown made its way to my face almost immediately. They’d done what I asked them to do, but it wasn’t looking how I’d pictured it in my head. Gesturing to the vase, I motioned to the left. “No, take it back a bit. Yes, a little to the left.”I stifled a groan the moment they were done. It still wasn’t right. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get the perfect position to keep the vase. “That’s fine.” I sighed, finally giving up. The nerves were getting to me. “Just leave it as it is and make sure everything else is perfect. Nothing must go wrong tonight. Do you understand?” “Yes, ma’am.” The maids nodded in unison before dispersing to get everything else done. “You.” I pointed to another maid. “Make sure these glasses are sparkling before I get back.” I ran my thumb over the rim of a glass nestled on the buffer table. From where I stood, it looked clean enough, but I wanted everything in there to shine. Tonight must be

Carter I stood rooted in my spot for the next couple of seconds. Maybe if I could pretend I hadn't heard them, they would leave right? It always happened to me. Most times when I was too preoccupied with a thought, so much that it bothered me, if I ignored it for long enough, it would just leave. And if anything could be possible in my mind, it definitely meant it could be possible in real life too, right? I hoped. But I was wrong. The nervous glance that Colin threw my way was all the indication I needed to know that my imagination hadn't worked this time. The mystery person who had interrupted us was still there and I couldn't help but wonder if they'd overheard us or not. “Excuse me?” The mystery person spoke up again and if I was being honest, there was something off with their voice. “What's going on there?” Colin and I locked gazes again. I wasn't the only one who'd heard the uncertainty in his voice, Colin didn't miss it too. But what if I was wrong? What if it was al

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

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

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