Beauty and The Beta (Bailey) novel Chapter 260

We continued to drive. The stench from the rogues was sickening. Even with windows open the farthest they could go, the stench was sticking at the back of my throat; but I knew there was little I could do. I needed these disgusting creatures' help. “We must be getting close.” I said with a snarl. “You not heard back yet?”

I was getting tired of their lack of information. Their so-called contacts were supposedly helping. Trying to assist in bringing Bailey back to me. Anything so she did not get back to her temporary home. There she would have too much help. Too much protection. At least if the rogues could attack this car, there were only the three of them, they could over power it.

But, despite my persistent harassing for updates, there was nothing. I was beginning to lose patience and wonder if these fools were even helping at all. But, I knew I had nothing else. Without their help, I was alone. My pack turned their back on me in returning Bailey to us, so I needed this. I needed to turn to rogues for help. Pestering them for information right now was my only source of hope. And, in fact, at their last attempt to contact them they were uncontactable. I only hoped that meant they were on their tail.

“I will try again. But you have to give them the time they need.” The rogue in charge snapped. I felt my anger bubbling as I looked across at him, my brows raised, he seemed to be getting a little ballsy now. Was he getting tired of my persistent demands? Because if that was the case, he could fuck right off. I am paying them for their services right now. They ought to be grateful I was willing to even spend time around their stinky selves…

I had long since turned off my phone, sick of the excessive number of attempted calls and the number of messages arriving from members of my pack. Mainly my family. All trying to make me see the error of my ways, it would seem. Well, that was their opinion, of course. In my mind, I was doing nothing wrong. Not now. The only thing I had done wrong was letting Bailey go in the first place... rejecting her... forcing her to accept the rejection... But, I was about to fix that. Put fate back to how it was intended.

But, all of that aside, I had no intention of listening to any of them back in the pack, giving me shit down the phone about me stepping up and dealing with the mess I had created. I think they would find the mess that was currently ongoing in that pack right now was down to Kaia and the fact she had no self-control over her carnal desires. She should never have agreed to marry me if she wanted another man. The thought still sickens me. But, I feel no guilt for killing him. He knew she was my wife, and soon-to-be mate, he knew he should not be touching her the way he was. He had deserved all that had come to him.

My Dad and my Uncle acting all holier-than-thou about it was a fucking joke, because I can guarantee if they were in my situation they would have done the exact same thing. Betrayal by your woman was no small thing as a werewolf. Especially one in a senior rank. It was demeaning. Humiliating. If anyone was to find out, it would have them questioning me as a man. I would not tolerate it. I had no choice but to kill him. Jet snarled, as I felt his anger building, and I knew I needed to bring this back under control before he became too much to handle.

“Well, we are getting closer to her pack now, and if we are, that has to mean she is likely already back!” I told them, growling at the thought. If she was back in the pack, I knew I stood little chance of bringing her home with me. She would have the Alpha on her side by now, no doubt. And others…