Beauty and The Beta (Bailey) novel Chapter 144

Being back in my pack felt so good. The place I was meant to be. The place I belonged. And the place I planned to make my own. Despite not being away too long, it had been too long. This pack was mine. My home and the place I needed to be. This place needed me as much as I needed it. I would be the Alpha here. I was certain of that. Of that there was no doubt. But, for some reason, my Dad seemed determined to want to have me out of here before I had a chance to get settled again. Off on this search for the chosen mate they seemed to be craving for me.

I did not need a mate to make me strong. I was strong enough on my own. Or I would be when I brought Bailey home. I needed her close to gain my full strength that the fated mate brought. That was what legend told us. And that was what I needed. I needed my full strength. She needed to be back home. She should never have been allowed to leave. And I needed to find a way in which to do that. Yet, I had not found a way in which to do that yet, not with my parents constantly breathing down my neck, or Jordan following me around like a little lost fucking dog, watching my every move. I had not found a way, but I would.

And even more irritating, was her number seemed to be disconnected now. She had gone. Uncontactable now through the number I had for her. Telling me that she was intentionally not wanting me to speak to her. So, I needed to speak with her sister. That had been my plan for today, but Morgan was still in a mood with me after our last argument…

“Miles!” My Dad yelled from the kitchen, and I rolled my eyes from the place I laid upon my bed. The sooner I could move from this hell-hole they called a family home and into the Alpha suite the better. “We need to arrange these visits. I want to head off tomorrow.” He barked up the stairs at me.

Wonderful. They really were wasting no time. Tomorrow seemed ridiculously soon! They wanted me marrying off soon. No doubt popping pups out too. Little shitbags, heirs to this great empire of a pack. Well, this mate they are finding me had best be willing to do all the child care and upbringing, because kids were most definitely not something I wanted bothering with. But, I knew I needed heirs. That would be expected of me as an Alpha. So, if my mate could deal with them, then we would manage. I would be the powerful Alpha, she could be the mother.

It wasn’t like I wanted the mate. She was more to keep my parents and to some degree the pack quiet. It was to gain my title. To keep my power. I just hoped we would find a willing mate on this godforsaken tour. This needed to work…

I stomped down the stairs to meet him. “What?” I snapped, taking a deep breath, trying my hardest to hold back the anger that was threatening. It was proving harder and harder to suppress my temper, but I was using the skills they had shown me at the treatment center and battled with my wolf to stop unleashing my rage, in order to allow my parents to think I was happy to go along with this. They needed to believe that. I had to deceive them, then they would give me the title of Alpha.

Once I had my title, I could unleash my fury. And the pack would be brought under my rule. The pack would be run the way it should be ruled. Pack members would wonder what had come for them… My father’s rule would begin to seem like a walk in the park compared to me… the thought sent a shiver of a thrill down my spine… I loved the thought of instilling fear in others… that was what being an Alpha was to me… the fear… the power.

“Are you getting irritable again?” My Dad raised his brows at me. He liked to challenge me, almost daring me to snap. I am sure he wanted me to fail.