CHAPTER TWENTY TWOCarter's POV. When I left the room that night , I was determined to go and see my father. I needed to talk to him about all this. He can’t just impose something on me. This is my life and I had the right to make my own decisions. Since it was late at night and I knew he was going to be asleep, I still needed to talk to him. As rightly speculated, he was about to go to bed when I got into his bedroom. He opened the door and narrowed his gaze at me, with a blank expression on his face. Probably knowing what I want. He invited me into his room and I sat on the gray couch that overlooked his bed, fidgeting with my fingers. My father is someone who wouldn't change his mind easily, once it is made up, but, I just have to try, because I don't see myself living in the same room with that girl. I detest her so much. And it would only be better if he has a change of heart and does something about it. He can put her in another room as long as she doesn't cross my path."

CHAPTER TWENTY FOURAurora's POV. Today is just another day of school and as much as I don’t want to go, I have to. The fear of getting weird glances and probably getting into trouble has me freaking out. I have been through so much lately and the last thing I want is to get into any sort of trouble, not after recently being punished. The fact that I was announced as Carter's mate in a population of people would get tongues wagging and I hate that very much. However, being the Aurora that I have always been, I promise to give them all a piece of me. I am going to give it hot to anyone that tries to step in my way.When I left the place I had wanted to visit, which I did, but didn't have the chance to get inside, I had to move back to my room and as usual, Carter was not in the room which I felt so relieved about. His presence always gives me this uneasy feeling. So it is better if we don’t see each other often. Well, that’s such a lame idea there, considering that we both share a

CHAPTER TWENTY FIVECarter's POV.I'm beginning to think that, when I told that girl that I didn't want her on my bed, she thought I was joking. It is enough that I have to share a room with her against my wish and the least I expect from her is any form of disrespect. Not wanting her on my bed also means that nothing of hers should be seen on it. The sight of her irritates me so badly. I would kill her at any given opportunity, I swear. To me, she is not worth living. She ought to be dead just like her father.Just what did she think she could do when I got in the room this morning? She saw me all bruised up and thought it wise to render her help. Even if she could help, I wouldn't let her use her filthy hands to touch me.Goodness! How did my father even let this happen? Can't he see that, he is slowly draining the life out of me by making me live with that girl? It's aching and actually it makes me want to do something stupid each time I set my eyes on her.Her scent has been all

CHAPTER TWENT-SEVEN Aurora's POV. I’m sure he just came back from school. I go about doing some random things while waiting for the door to swing open with the kind of force he always does, but nothing happens. Instead, I hear a knock which startles me. Who could be knocking? Because, I know Carter never does that. Why would he be knocking on his own door?I shrug and push the thought at the back of my head as I decide to go get the door."Who is there?” I ask once I’m at the door. I press my ear against it, waiting for an answer. "It's Declan.” A familiar deep voice sounds on the other side of the door. His voice is as deep as their father’s. Even Carter's voice sounds the same."You can come in.” I signal and immediately I finish saying the words, he pushes the door open, almost hitting me as I’m standing behind the door.“What’s wrong with these brothers and violence?” Mia asksin my head as I stumble behind. “I have no idea, Mia. They were naturally born with it, I guess.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE.Aurora's POV.When I left that afternoon, I made my way to where all the health activities of the pack are being taken care of. The area is silent. There’s no one in it. Just a few pieces of equipment littering the big hall.It is getting dark and I have to return back to the room Carter and I share. When I make my way into the room, I find him sleeping on the bed. His phone is on the nightstand next to bed. I stand there for a moment and watch him as his chest rises and falls as he breaths. Not wanting to be caught, I retract from where I am standing and walk to the couch. A yawn leaves my mouth and signalling that it is about time I go to bed. I walk to the closet where I open the black bag which contains my clothes. I bring out a big brown material which my mom had given me and which is the same I used when we were out of the pack. I have to use it to cover myself up.Walking back to the floor, I push the sofa a foot behind and sit on my butt. I stretch my k