Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Beta’s Choice (Book 2 of The Luna’s Choice): Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Alan The holidays had been great.. exceptional even. My family had come.. Collins and I were getting along splendidly. I still hadn’t talked to her about Ingrid and Charlotte and I needed to hurry up and do that. She’d been very forthcoming with me about everything going on at school…. And what happened to her in the past. I also still hadn’t told Ingrid that we were pretty sure she was Charlotte’s half sister. I’d need to take care of that soon as well. I could’ve told her the other night at the party. But I didn’t want to get into it then. Surprisingly she seems to have kept her distance from me since that day I ignored her. Maybe not surprising… she was probably pissed off at me about it but she hadn’t brought it up the night I talked to her. It was New Years Eve .. and Collins was leaving in a couple days to go back to school. She had asked me to come watch her dance competition in a few weeks and I told her I’d do my best to make that happen. Tonight we were going to Emily

Collins I ended up going downstairs and eating with my family. I snuggled and played with my baby brother before looking at Cristoff and saying ‘half an hour?’ He grinned and returned with ‘bet I’ll beat you!’ The next morning I got up early and packed all my bags. I willed myself to stay strong and act happy until I got on the bus. Then I could break down again. The sun wasn’t even up yet .. but that’s what I wanted. I quietly went into my brothers room and woke him. He jumped a mile when I shook him awake. “What the hell? Collins. Are you trying to kill me? Why are you in here the sun hasn’t even shown it’s face yet!” “Get dressed. Hurry..” I told him. I led him outside and we walked down to the back of our cabin where the cattle were. His horse was there along with a couple others. “Let’s go ride..” I said smiling at him. That got me a huge grin that I kept with me the rest of the day. ~~~~~~~~~My mother stuck her head into the window to say goodbye to me as my dad wal

Collins Selma led us down the hall into another corridor instead of to the staircase that led to her apartment. She opened a heavy glass door and looked at us smiling widely. We walked into an entire workout center. It wasn’t the small measly kind that you’d normally see in an apartment complex .. this was like we’d left here altogether and we’re going into a brand new planet fitness. “It’s one of the reasons I chose this place. The owner is a big fitness buff.. he owns several gyms in the area too.” Selma grinned. She led us over to the back where several large punching bags were hung. She picked up the gloves that laid next to the bags and handed each of us a pair. And for the next half hour… we all punched and kicked and tackled the bags. I noticed as I was throwing punches .. one right after another … I could feel some of that aggression leave my body. I could feel some of the depressive state I’d been in lift. I slowly started to feel better … pulling my own self out of my f

Alan Things had gone from bad to worse over the course of the past month. Collins had seen the pictures in my desk of Charlotte. No doubt she had thought they were of Ingrid. And stupid fucking me I didn’t even think of that until just now when she hung the phone up. All this time I knew she’d been mad… sad … upset.. all the things. But I’d for some reason in my head been thinking she’d seen pictures of me and some girl - that she didn’t know. Now I don’t know why that didn’t even occur to me. Of course she thought it was Ingrid. And I just admitted to her I was with Ingrid when I disappeared at the party. But I was trying to be honest with her. She didn’t give me a chance to elaborate any further. Fucking hell. I’d called her for weeks straight after she left. Every single day… I left her voice messages and voice notes and texts. Never once did she respond. She refused to even pick up the phone. Finally .. I gave up. Until now. Oddly .. it was her dad who’d gotten me to call

Collins It was the weekend of the dance competition. We had been busting our asses off the last few weeks and I was more than ready to get it over with. I still loved dance. Goddess knows. Dance is almost the closest thing I have next to shifting that makes me feel alive. At least.. it used to. For some reason it hadn’t been bringing me the joy it did before. And this year, in particular, I just didn’t have it in me. I wasn’t enjoying it, and wanted to quit. But I couldn’t. Dammit. So I looked forward to this competition being over and done with because after this our practices would slack off to once a week. We would have to dance at the home basketball games for a couple months .. and then we’d be done. It was nothing like it had been up until now. The constant practices every day plus the football games had been too much for me. I think I had accidentally brought Jenny down with me because she was ready for it to be over with too. Or maybe that was just Stacy and Anna. Their