Novel & Cerita Nia Baxter-carter

she stuttered “ then I don’t see the issue of you coming back with me?” I questioned “ I just I’m not going back there” she mumbled walking out of the kitchen “ there has to be something she isn’t telling us” Creed addressed “ she isn’t hiding something, she has a past in the US. One that you can tell wasn’t so pleasant. Instead of pressuring her to go back Alexander maybe try to find out why she’s so hell bent on not” grandma shrugged walking out of the kitchen as well

“I am so sorry. She has never done something like this before, it’s not like her… I’m Remi, glad to meet you both, your names are?” “I’m Sydney Carter, my husband here,” she pauses and gives him a nudge to pay attention. “I’m Benjamin Carter, the old, retired Alpha,” he laughed. His laugh is just like Wyatt’s except it’s an older, wiser laugh, I love seeing how much Wyatt takes after his parents. “Hey, we had some food catered, would you all like to head back and grab a bite?” Wyatt announced to everyone. My parents and grandma came over to me, grandma first spoke, “you did wonderfully dear, do you feel any different?” I giggled, “not with the magical stuff yet grandma, it’s weird though, I

His hesitation appeared to irritate the Alpha further. Harrison stammered and began to cough, clearly struggling to respond to Alpha Riel's question. The Alpha's patience wore thin, and he raised his voice, demanding a clear answer. His frustration was evident, and it was clear that he shared a trait with Hawthorne – a dislike for being kept waiting. In the end, Harrison could do nothing but nod.

Clay looked and me and walked away too. "You are at this moment stripped of your title, Scarlett. You will work as a slave for three years, one each for an alpha, to pay off your crimes, after which you will leave the north, never to return. A room would be allocated to you outside the packhouse, and you will work on the fields until you have served your term," Tasha said, and I stared at Bianca. "Why?" was all I managed, and she could not look at me.

I stared at the screen numbly. “She planned this for years…” Carter nodded slowly. “And there’s more.” He opened another folder. Photos of the fake Harrison. Training videos. Voice recordings. Schedules. Even walking practice. I felt physically sick. Natalie had planned to replace Harrison long before now. Madison cursed under her breath. “This woman is insane.” “No,” I whispered shakily. “She’s dangerous.” Carter leaned back. “One more thing.” He clicked another file. A location appeared on the screen.

I said wryly. “'Course I do, Parker. Us Baxter men, we put our girls on pedestals. You afraid of heights?” Baxter winked. “Terribly.” “Well-” he exclaimed, diving towards me, “- too bad, Parker!” he hooted, scooping me up and slinging me over his shoulder. “What the hell, Baxter?” I shouted, pounding him on the shoulders. “Put me down, you idiot! I don't want a frigging pedestal!”

Carter smirked, showing me his phone. “We have him lured into our trap, for now” Carter said, his tone calmer than his usual excited one, a more devious one taking over it “Natasha is doing her job well with keeping him coming, but we will need a little more than just a few girls at a hooker bar”

The look on his face was terrifying, so I squared my shoulders and lifted my chin. “Next time you come at me like that, remember I can take this to the council. You all signed an agreement that I will not be tortured, abused, or mistreated here. You hear me?” I said, forcing my voice against Baxter. Baxter was always the silent type, the one who could do damage without words. He was the most mysterious and the eeriest of them. People said that once you cross paths with Baxter, he knows everything about you. He clenched his jaw as he stared at my face, and for a moment his eyes lingered on my hair and dropped to my body before he forced himself to look away.

He extended his hand out to Brax. “Brax Lawson, I am Logan Carter. It is nice to meet you.” Brax blinked at him a few times unsure how to react. He extended his hand in return to Logan and shook it. “Logan, may I ask why you have travelled all the way here?” His tone was more normal than I anticipated which confused me after how tense he was with me. “I have come to win Leah’s affections back.” His voice was clear and concise but filled with emotion. “I guess we have an issue there then, don’t we?” Brax’s tone was filled with protection.

Charlotte called, “Get your asses up here.” We gave each other confused looks at her vague command before troopsing up the stairs. She was in Abi’s bedroom, holding a polaroid camera. “Everybody gather in,” she said, ushering us all onto the bed. Leo put his hand down on the mattress and screamed, "Umm... Abi...?" "Yeah?" she asked, turning around. Leo held up a cute, little pink lacy bra and raised an eyebrow. Her eyes widened and Blair snatched it out of Leo's hand with a grin.