Beauty and The Beta (Bailey) novel Chapter 206

I awoke the next day to a heavy knocking at the door. I had somehow found my way to my bed, and crashed. Falling into a fitful sleep, after all, but crying myself to sleep. My mind filled with thoughts of Asher and the mess we had found ourselves in. I had been so tempted to go to him and try to fix everything, but I never quite found the courage to do so. I knew I was pathetic, but I felt it was better to give us both some time to process what had happened, and the things he had said.

I stumbled sleepily from my bed, across to the door of my room, opening it to see Morgan there, with a big, beaming smile upon her face. Hmm… I could only assume she had stayed with Marc overnight after her failing to materialize back to my room after her day with him. But, I hadn’t been worried. She had met her fated mate after all, and I knew he would look after her. It was only natural they had wanted to spend the night together. They likely hadn't wanted to leave one another...

“Good morning!” she said cheerfully. “You look like death.” She added with a grin.

I rolled my eyes as I closed the door behind her. Obviously, she had no clue as to what had happened between Asher and I, so she didn’t know I felt like I was falling apart right about now. But, still, I did not need telling I looked like shit.

“Thanks, as always, Morgan.” I grumbled, making my way back to my bed. I had already contacted Alli and told her I was being summoned back to my pack, and would need an unexpected day off, and thankfully she already knew. Seemingly because of the exciting news about my sister and her son…

I dropped back into my bed and pulled the covers over my head, desperate to avoid any interaction with the world. My head felt like it wanted to explode. Yes, crying yourself to sleep may help get you to sleep, but it did not make for a good night’s sleep, and it had caused me to have one hell of a fucking headache this morning! And, according to my sister, it caused me to look like death too. Wonderful. Not to mention my wolf was still not talking to me. Unhappy, disappointed and extremely upset with me, she had hidden out, so I was not in the best frame of mind…

“So, how did your day of fun with the Buffed-up-Beta go?” Morgan asked with a giggle. Buffed-up-Beta? Is that what she was calling him now? He was moody and grumpy yesterday, wasn’t he? And why was she assuming anything had gone on? Marc had to have told her…