Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

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Chapter 4 – Bailey

I sit out in the garden drinking my morning coffee, with my laptop open scrolling desperately through the job vacancies, when I hear a deep growl to my left, causing me to swirl my head to look. Miles was resting his head on the garden fence from next door, overlooking our back garden, to where I was sitting. Watching me intently, the look upon his face was one of sheer disgust…

I had no clue how long he had been standing there, or what had angered him to the point of growling, but he had made me jump. “F**king hell, Miles.” I snapped, giving him a dark scowl. I had done well the past week since arriving and stayed out of his way. Managing to ensure I avoided all pack events, and ensuring I dodged any places he was likely to be. Yes, it meant I spent an awful lot of time in my bedroom at home, but I would rather do that than have to deal with him.

Today, the sun was glorious, and I thought it would be nice to take my breakfast outside while I looked for jobs online. Sitting on the patio furniture we have in the back garden, under the warmth of the morning sunshine, my coffee was enjoyable, all until this st*pid f**ker disturbed me. I shook my head in his direction, wondering why he had snuck up on me. He had so many more places he could be…

“Who do you think you are cursing at?” Miles snarled.

“The creep who did exactly that. Crept up on me out of the blue for no good reason.” I rolled my eyes at him in disgust, only to see this seemed to anger him further. Though, I think anything I did would anger Miles. He seemed to hold some serious resentment towards me at the moment, but should I really expect anything less?

come over there and deal

with me?” I questioned his choice of words. “Deal with me how? You asked me to stay out of your way. That is what

see. I do not want him knowing I am applying for work outside the area. I would not put it

“Nothing of your concern.”

goes on in my pack is

“Hmm, not quite Miles, you are not. Your

across his face once more. His handsome features contorted in fury. He did not like having people disagree with him. But

because you were my mate once upon a time does not give you the right to talk to

whip our

my palms becoming sweaty. Wondering what the hell he planned to do now the secret we had

said coldly, looking at me as