Beauty and The Beta (Bailey) novel Chapter 152

I had planned to try and get an earlier night, knowing we had an early pack run tomorrow, but knew chances were my sleep would be as challenging for me as ever. I had to do my nightly surveillance of the packhouse before going to my room, or that would make sleep even less likely. Despite the fact I knew the guards had come and checked the packhouse earlier in the evening. I paced the darkened corridors, like I would night after night.

It was only as I approached the library that Zion became a little unsettled. Though I was sure as I walked closer I could smell the vague scent of Bailey. Surely she would not still be up this late at night? Or I should say early hours… Maybe she had been here earlier? Could that explain the scent?

‘No. She is here, scent is too strong for it to be earlier. Go and check if she is okay.’ Zion’s voice was almost ordering me. ‘What if she has fallen again?’ he adds.

And at those words my heart was pounding in my chest. He was right. What if she had been in the library and had slipped on the ladder again, but hit her head this time? She could be laid out on the floor bleeding... I quickly rushed to the door, hoping I would not find her injured upon the floor. I could sense Zion’s panic as well as my own, as we entered the room, only to find Bailey sitting at one of the desks, papers strewn around her, and her head laid on top of the papers.

My heart softened at the sight of her. I felt my relief as well as Zion's at the sight in front of us. Goddess knows how long she had been here like that. But, whatever she had been doing, it had obviously tired her out, and she had crashed and fallen asleep, bless her. She looked so sweet sitting there fast asleep.

‘You can’t leave her there.’ Zion told me, and I know he was right. She would have a crick in her neck, I know that much.

‘I know. Give me some credit.’ I grumbled at my wolf. 'I do have a heart, you know.'

‘Well, it is hard to tell sometimes.’ He chuckled.

I rolled my eyes, walking toward Bailey, so I was standing next to her now, but as I looked down at her, I was clueless as to what to do. My gut instinct was to lift her up and carry her to her room, but I didn’t know how she would react if she woke up to find me doing that…