Beauty and The Beta (Bailey) novel Chapter 189

I looked at Asher nervously as he lowered himself to the ground, my sister within his arms, my whole body trembling at her words… her fated mate was here? Is that what she was telling me? That had to be what she had meant… that was what mate meant, wasn’t it? But how could that have happened? My mind whirled at the possibilities...

“Is she okay?” I asked Asher, resting my hand upon his shoulder, and he nodded. I was unsure why she would have passed out...

“I think she is just in shock.” He told me, his voice sounded calm, so he evidently wasn’t as shaken by this as I was. Though this was not his younger sister. “But if she had come here to escape heartache and then found her fated mate it is a shock, I bet!” he chuckled lowly. "And you can't say she didn't look terrified as she rushed over."

I nodded. He was definitely right about that. She looked petrified. But, of this was her fated mate, why would she be so scared? You are meant to be excited, aren't you? Overcome with the need to be with them? So, running away from her fated mate seemed such a strange choice. But, Asher was likely not wrong. Morgan had come here to recover from a broken heart. Recover from all the heartache and stresses of the situation back at home, and now this has just happened? Could this be all too much too soon for her? I guess it could be… but who was this mate of hers? I imagine there would be so many pack members in there right now, it would be hard to guess...

Suddenly, the doors of the dining hall flung open and Marc came dashing out, looking panicked… scared… and, in all honesty, in some serious shock. His eyes were darting up and down the corridor as if in search of someone, before they locked upon mine. He smiled briefly, but not in the same cheerful and friendly way he usually had for me. He was more than a little distracted, it seemed, as his eyes continued to dart...

Not taking long for them to fall upon my sister in Asher’s arms, and his face tightened in anger, and it was then that I realized…

Marc ran down the corridor, a deep growl sneaking from his mouth, taking me by surprise, and causing Asher to twist his head to see where the noise had come from. “Is she okay?” Marc snarled, as he dropped to the floor alongside Asher.

I looked at him in shock. My mind was trying to process everything. Marc was my sister’s fated mate? The man Asher had warned me away from?! “You?” I muttered.

Both Asher and Marc looked up at me in surprise. Then Asher looked at Marc, a grin appearing upon his face. “No shit.”

Marc scowled. “Yes. And I would kind of like to know why she ran away. Why she is now passed out, and what the hell is going on!” he snarled once more.

“Let us go to my office. At least there you don’t have half the pack watching. Mindlink your Mum Marc, tell her Bailey may be late for work, explain her sister had passed out.” Asher told Marc, as he began to stand up.

Marc was already on his feet. “Let me take her.” He urged, leaning down to gently swoop Morgan from Asher’s arms. I was still standing, in shock at everything that had just happened. I could not believe that my sister had come here to visit me, to escape the hurt and upset she had been experiencing in our pack, only to find her fated mate here…

“Marc…” I whispered, as we began walking toward Asher’s office. “I know you are likely excited to find your fated mate, but please be careful… she is scared of being hurt.” I told him, and he turned to look at me, his eyes darkened.