Beauty and The Beta (Bailey) novel Chapter 183

I followed my sister through the corridors of the packhouse in her new pack. It seemed a nice place, and I have to say, I couldn't help but notice a difference in her attitude… her aura. She seemed so much calmer… confident… happier. And, I can’t lie, it suited her. This was not the same Bailey who had left our pack a few weeks ago. Maybe being around Miles had been dragging her down more than we realized.

The news that he had been her fated mate had shocked me to the core. I won’t lie. It had hurt me too, considering the fact I had loved him secretly for so long, and she had been his all along… fated to him… and then rejected by him… yet never said a word to any of us. And of course, then I had become involved with him too. And now, when I look back, I still don’t know if that was because he wanted to find a way to get at Bailey, or gain information on her, because from everything I had learned from my Dad and my brother, Miles seemed obsessed with her, despite the fact he had rejected her.

So many secrets were hidden initially, until they had come to speak with me. And all the information was spilled, while it felt like my world came tumbling down around me. Dad and Jordan had basically had to sneak Bailey from the pack to her new workplace. Why would he even want her to be kept in our pack if he didn’t see her as a fit mate? None of it made sense to me, but fucking hell, it hurt. He was with me by that point. Trying hard to convince me to sleep with him... give my all to him...

I know how vicious Miles can be. I think everyone in our pack knows that. He is known to be a bully… a bit of a dick when he wants to be. And over the years, Bailey had always been the butt of his jokes. We assumed it was because she was a bit of a geek, with her head forever in her books, but now a lot it seems a lot of it was resentment that she was his fated mate. Because, from what my brother had told me, he never saw her as good enough for him.

And, while we had always teased Bailey for not caring much for fashion or going out and having fun, she was still a natural beauty. She was pretty without even trying. And, she had the intelligence to back it up, though maybe that was part of the issue for Miles. Bailey was too smart for him. Making him feel inferior. I don’t know. But, the things I heard since Dad and Jordan had tried to warn me away from Miles had sickened me. Sickened me that he would treat my sister that way…

I can’t lie, I had felt flooded with guilt, much like Jordan, I guess that we had been blind to it. We had joined in so freely with the teasing… the bullying, thinking it was just playful taunting. Not realizing the depth of the cruelty, that Miles was actually sinking to. Bailey had suffered because of her fated mate worse than she ever should have done. Why he couldn’t just reject her and let her go, I would never know. And, I can imagine she had thought the same so many times too...

But, then he seemed to attach himself to me. And, me being naïve, taken in by his status, and his charm, not to mention his attention, I had fallen for him. Far too easily. But, I had always adored him, from being a young teenager... the handsome, upcoming Alpha... my big brother's best friend... school sport's star... he had been perfect in my eyes. So, when the warnings from my brother and my Dad had come, they had simply fallen upon deaf ears. I wanted him, and nothing would stop me. Even after he hurt me, time and time again, I kept returning… he was like a drug I was addicted to. I had naively thought he would pick me for his chosen mate. Pick me for his Luna.

Bailey opened the door to her bedroom. It was only a small and basic room, with a double bed set up. “Asher… erm… Beta Asher said we could get a camp bed in here for you if you don’t want to share the bed with me.” She said with an awkward smile.

Hmmm, seems my sister is a little more friendly with this Beta than she is letting on if she is calling him by his first name, I would say. But, I let it go, if she wanted to let me know, she would. “I am good sharing with you, be like when we used to stay with Grandma” I grinned at her, and Bailey laughed.