The last thing Willow expected is to be rejected by her boyfriend; Asher, the beta of Blue Moon pack, minutes before his coronation party. Drunk and heartbroken, she ends up in the Alpha's son's bed, and not only did she get wild, she also asked him to marry her. Carter is the future heir to his father's business and there's one problem; he can't take over the pack without a Luna. Literally out of options, he takes Willow up on her offer. What better way for her to get revenge on her ex than for her to become Luna? After much conviction, she accepts, but is that really the right choice?
view moreCarter I pumped my fist by my side, hoping it would help calm the anger bubbling inside me. While I did that, I inhaled and exhaled, hoping it would help calm my nerves and help me relax, but I couldn't be wrong. In fact, it felt like everything I did seemed to worsen my current situation. With each step I took, I wanted nothing more than to throw my fist into someone's face, or better still, hurl something to the ground. Maybe if I was alone or going to be alone for the next couple of hours, I had my punching bag and a few spare mugs I didn't mind if they were broken I had to spare. But right now, that was a no no. I was on my way to see someone. Someone who would help me get rid of the bastard who'd dared to threaten me. “Or are you going to find a way to cover your secret”. Asher's words played vehemently in my head. “ I would probably do the same if I were you, but you should probably know that you can't hide it forever.”What did he mean by that? And how dare he switch it up
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
Willow My footsteps resonated in the room with each step I took. I was in nothing but my fluffy bunny slippers, but I could still hear how they slapped against the tiled ground. The irony of it all was the fact that the bunny slippers weren't exactly that loud, my ears were just overly sensitive. Why? I was worried. Overly worried.I bit down on my lower lip, but it did nothing to calm me down. Instead, it only heightened the anxiety I was feeling and no matter what I did to try to calm down, it didn't work. I settled on to the stool in front of my vanity and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I was shocked for a moment, because the person I saw in the mirror looked nothing like me. Dark circles layered the spot underneath my eyes. It was late but I could still see how pale I was. In summary, I looked like a ghost that had just resurrected from the dead. Oh goddess.A sigh slid past my lips as I gazed at the mirror. I had no idea what I was doing, all of this was just a
Willow Each step I took in the hallway echoed around me, the click click of my heels bouncing off the halls. It was dark, with barely any source of light at all. Occasionally, I came across some light bulbs, flickering on and off. A whole lot of them were broken or spoiled, but somehow still worked. An eerie feeling hung in the air and I shivered at how cold it was, still I didn't stop walking. Not when I'd come this far. It was a miracle how the guards had actually allowed me through here. Ordinarily, no one could visit the dungeons unless you were royalty or you had a written permit from any member of the royal family. Right now, I had none and somehow I was still granted access. All I had to do when I arrived at the gates was mention Carter. Apparently, a handful of them had spotted Carter and I together at the event earlier today. That, and the fact that since it was late, they were probably exhausted from the day's work. No one would notice a small slip up that happened in the d
Willow. My footsteps echoed in the hallway, the click clack of my heels bouncing off the walls as I roamed the mansion aimlessly. I had no idea where I was headed and it didn't help that I could be heard from a mile away. If I was being really honest, I didn't care. Maybe if someone actually heard me, they would lead me to the one person I was actually looking for. Carter.His name tasted like bile on my tongue and I wanted nothing more than to rinse it out. I never knew Carter to be like this. I always thought he acted the way he did because he was the alpha's son, but now, I was beginning to think he has some serious mental issues to attend to. I peaked into a room that showed up at my side and a groan slid past my lips when I realized it was empty. This was the third room I'd walked into since I got here and they were all empty. Wasn't Carter supposed to live here? So why wasn't anyone home?The mere thought of his name was more than enough to stir a mix of emotions in me. Ne
Willow Wait, what?I stared at Carter with wide eyes, but no matter how long or hard I stared, it didn't matter, because he didn't even acknowledge it. I felt Carter's skin thrum with more rage than I'd seen from a normal person. Growing up, I always knew Carter had a bit of temper, but this, this was extraordinary. Why the hell did he have to blurt that out? Did he not know this was Asher's coronation ceremony? So what the hell did he do that for?If I had thought I was the one who was shocked by Carter's interruption, then it was safe to say I was delusional. I was still on my seat, but that didn't mean I couldn't feel the stares of literally everyone gathered on me. I was here with Carter, so by default we were going to have to share in the spotlight, even if that was the last thing I wanted. I wanted nothing more than for the ground to open up and swallow me a whole . I already felt like a fish out of water, and now this? Even Carter's shenanigans had caught the attention of
Willow. I swallowed as Carter walked towards us. He was still a good distance from us, but it wasn't enough to dull the rage that radiated from him. His eyes held nothing but fury in them and for a split second, I wondered who it was trained at. Me, or Asher. I snuck a glance at the man by my side. He didn't look at all fazed by Carter's mini outburst. If anything, he looked more relaxed, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, almost like he was expecting Carter to do something. Something tugged in my mind and I glanced at my waist. Asher's hand was still wrapped around me. I froze, but peeled his hand from my body almost immediately, but it was too late. Carter had already seen it and from the looks of things, he didn't seem very pleased. I shifted awkwardly on my heels as I waited for Carter to walk up to us. In nothing less than three strides, hr was standing. Right next to Asher and I.“Carter.” Asher spoke up first. His voice was low, dangerously low if you asked me. “It's
Willow. I clutched tightly to my purse, almost like my very life depended on it. In a way, I guess you could actually put it like that, because in the last couple of days I was so I was losing my grip on reality and maybe holding on to my purse would give me the satisfaction that I still had something under control, even though it was just a facade. “Willow?” Someone's voice by my side was all it took to pull me out of my thoughts. A quick glance at my side showed the owner of the voice to be none other than Carter. “Are you okay?”“Yeah.” I was lying through my teeth, but he didn't need to know that. “I'm fine.” That was all Carter needed to know that the conversation was over, and thankfully he didn't push it any further. When he'd come to pick me up this morning, he was all smiles and I couldn't help but feel infuriated. How could he show up at my place just like that, almost like he'd forgotten about the events of that night.The night we fucked. For hours on end, I coul
Willow No matter how hard I tried to forget it, the memory just wouldn't budge. It felt like it had been permanently etched into my mind and no matter how hard I tried to get rid of it, I was only wasting my time. It didn't help that I was a chronic over thinker. Even the littlest inconvenience could have me thinking about a million and one ways how I could have avoided it or how I could have acted differently to change the outcome.I hated this. I hated feeling like this. I let out a frustrated groan as I allowed my face to fall flat onto the empty space on my vanity. In doing so, I caught a glimpse of something lying dormant just a couple of inches away. At first glance, it didn't look like a lot, until I stared at it long and hard, and the moment I did, I felt my heart drop to my feet immediately.It was a necklace, with a heart pendant at the center. It was dangling at the edge of the table and it made me wonder how it hadn't fallen off by now. Maybe if it did, the broken pie
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