Whitty And Carol Novels & Stories

Emma waved. Carol, upon hearing this, immediately leaned over to listen. Emma whispered two sentences to her, and Carol’s eyes lit up. She said, “Yes, I’ll go do it right away!” Qri and Luther were very curious about what Emma had instructed Carol to do, but Emma paid no attention to their gossip, and she didn’t reply.

I always get what I want and I would surely have Phillip in my bed and my life once more. "Is Violet going to make it?" Carol asked. "Of course she is," I asked offended. "She hasn't written back is all, your grace," Carol replied. "Looks like I'll have a few words with her mate," I said upset. "I've heard rumors that Luna Violet and Alpha Killian are doing much better," Carol replied. "I'll be the judge of that," I said walking toward the stage. Alpha King Lincoln's POV

I stand silently with a hand in my pocket, waiting for her to turn. She finally did. Her face brightens up immediately. “Killian.” She breath with a wide smile on her face. “Meet Carol. The lady I told you about.” I look past her then around the room. Nobody is here. Is Hazel okay? Now that I think about it, whoever she was talking to wasn’t saying a word and she’s not holding a phone, nor are her ears plugged with airpods. “Come on out, Carol.”

Looking around she innocently asked, “Anyone want a taste?” The morning ended with Kathy preparing a gourmet lunch for everyone. Toasts were offered to the new associate and partner-to-be. Finally, though, Ginger appeared with the most gorgeous gray suit Carol had ever seen. It seemed to have been hand-tailored for her — it had been — and was the finest she had ever seen. “When you go back to your office, Carol,” Sandy Harris said, “we want you to look like a real Clifford & Jamison professional as you tell them you’re resigning.” Carol just grinned and giggled.

She walked forward and sighed at the woman. "Well, well, look who it is. If it isn't my bitch Carole." She smirked. Carole chuckled. Her light brown hair hung just over her shoulders in waves. She wore jeans very much like Sienna did. Her features were dark, her skin was a warm beige, her lips were full and her face was done up with light makeup. "Sienna Zannotti, it's been a long time." Carole smiled before pulling Sienna into a hug. I looked confused and when I looked at Sean, I saw him fidgeting with his rings. He too was confused as fuck. When they both let go, Sienna grinned at Sean and I.

' I hug her and sit back down. 'Zurielle, girlfriend of a billionaire CEO, is best friends with a lowly waitress of all people.' Carol smirks. Hailey, the rest of the women, and I, gasp, shocked at her disrespect. 'I beg your pardon, Carol?' I glare and give her my full attention. Hailey is refraining from slapping Carol unconscious. Carol ignores me and looks at her menu, humming. The nerve of her! Hailey takes mine and the ladies’ orders, but not Carol’s. She walks away and Carol huffs.

Everyone did. “You sure about this?” Wade asked. “Did you just question your Luna’s instructions?” I asked loudly. “No, Alpha.” Wade backed off as he looked at the girls. They started circling each other. Carol attacked first, but Justina was much too quick. Swiping at her legs, Carol went down hard but rolled off to the side before Justina could deliver another blow.

Hazel quickly changed the subject. "Hey there, it's been too long! We've really missed you," Carol said, glancing over at Wyatt with a soft smile. Leaning in closer to Hazel, she spoke in a hushed tone, mindful of Misty's presence nearby. "Especially him. He's been carrying around so much guilt." Carol gently rested her hand on Hazel's arm, her eyes shining with excitement. "Guess what? We're tying the knot in just a few days!" Hazel looked up, surprised, as Wyatt busied himself with ordering. "That's wonderful news! Wishing you both a lifetime of happiness," she replied warmly.

“That's why I didn’t say anything to you about it.” “Oh, it was jealousy. I promise you that. I’ve never seen Hazel so pissed in my life.” “This is bullshit! Have you been to the resort? Those little snow bunnies flock to him, and I don’t say anything, but he’s scaring off someone that might want to date me? That’s messed up.” “I’ve never heard about him hooking up with them,” Carol says, and she is a pretty good source. She knows most of the good gossip.

“So what Mrs. Schmidt means is, no one here is worthy of hearing her sing?” “I never said that. You said that.” Amanda gracefully raised a glass and took a sip. Carol’s face turned even paler than before. This woman—completely unreadable. As Carol stood there, speechless, Amanda sneered inwardly. Serves you right for being abandoned. If Barry really wanted to marry you, he would have done it by now. Why would you have to wait for years? But Amanda didn’t think Carol looked quite embarrassed enough, so she added softly, “Miss Wilson, perhaps you should turn your attention elsewhere.”