Semua Bab The Beta’s Choice (Book 2 of The Luna’s Choice): Bab 41 - Bab 50

Collins I was dumbfounded. Shocked. I’d never met anyone who had rejected their mate before. I mean of course I knew it happened. I’d heard of people it happened to but I’d never physically met a person who’d done it. He said it so nonchalantly, like it was the most normal thing in the world. Of course I knew Emily .. she had denounced her ex-husband after he’d done horrible terrible awful things to her like kidnapping and beating her til she was just about dead. But denouncing your mate after you’d been with them for years and flat out rejecting them we’re two totally different things. I must’ve been staring at him with my mouth wide open because he began laughing after a moment of me not saying anything. “I…I’m sorry … I’m just so surprised.” I said. “Why?” He asked. I scoffed. “Look..” he said, shifting his seating position to turn more towards me. “I’m a progressive guy.”Clearly … I thought… with the digital paperwork - wolves normally didn’t put all their formal and pe

Collins. I sat staring at the message Alan had sent me, not knowing what to think…. Or what to do. On one hand, I got it.. I understood what he was saying.. but he couldn’t have called me and had this conversation? I mean I guess I was glad he finally reached out but… more than anything else I was just really fucking pissed off. Who sends a text message and says they want to take time apart? He wanted to take some time… what exactly did he think we had been doing for months? All we had done was take time away from each other. It had been weeks since I’d been home and this is the first time I’d heard from him… and he wants to take time?? “UUGGGHHHHH!” I growled loudly as I plopped back on my bed… very dramatically if I do say so myself. “You’re not still reading that text message are you?” Jenny asks me from her bed. “Maybe….” I said. “Collins..” she looks over at me. “Possibly?” I say. “Girl…” Jenny says. “Most likely not?” I reply She threw a pillow at me and we both la

Collins Jenny and I spent the next couple of hours getting ready for the party. We had worked earlier that day so we luckily had the night free. After the talk we had I decided right then and there to start living. No more moping around. No more worrying. No more being scared. I was going to face this… face everything. And I was going to have fun. I was going to enjoy my college experience.. just like I was before everything happened. We took turns showering. I did everything… shaved and washed my hair.. then even sat down and tried to fix it with the flatiron and hair wand. I usually didn’t take too much time to do all that. My hair was fairly short.. above my shoulders.. and wavy on its own. But we were going all out so.. hair tools it was. I did my makeup to perfection then looked for an outfit. I found a skin tight cropped long sleeve black shirt. I threw it on then put on some wide leg baggy jeans and point toe boots. It perfectly represented me. Cute and sexy but rel

Alan The night I punched the hole in my wall I got a phone call. It was my dad. I worried for a moment, thinking something was wrong back home .. maybe with him or my brother or baby Charli. But as it turned out.. he was worried about ~me~.My sister had called him .. probably gave him the short version of everything that had been going on…. “I’m just worried about you son. Just wanted to make sure everything was okay. If you need to talk. I’m here.” He told me. I sighed long and hard. “I’m okay dad.. just.. I don’t know I’m tired. Busy. All the training then my beta work and things with Collins have been difficult.” I said. He chuckled. “I know you look at you brother and sister and even your mother and I and think we all had it easy with our mates. Even though you know it was anything but easy for Emily.” He said. “No I know that. But it ended up good…” I said. “And you think it won’t end up good for you?” “I’m just not sure dad. And I guess that’s the problem.” I answered

AlanWhether or not it was a sign from my mom or from Charlotte, or no sign at all …. when Ingrid stood at my door and asked me to have lunch with her at the diner… I agreed. There was no mention of the fact that I didn’t call her when I got back from Emily’s. She didn’t bring it up and so neither did I. So instead we set out walking to the diner. I didn’t think this through clearly because soon as we walked in Lauren started glaring at me. I forgot she worked here, and she was probably on the phone with Collins already telling her what I was doing. But it was just lunch… right? I could eat lunch with a friend… even if that friend was a woman. Right? When she brought us the menus over her attitude was nothing short of rude as fuck. She threw them down on the table then left. Ingrid laughed a little … “okayyyyyy” she said. A few minutes later Lauren still hadn’t returned to take our order. In fact she sent some other girl to do it. We are our lunch and engaged in small talk.