Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

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Chapter 7 Bailey

I sat at the coffee table painting my nails when my brother Jordan came storming into the room. “What the f**k have you been doing?” he snarled at me.

I glanced at him with a sideways glance. “Hi to you too big brother.” I smiled sarcastically, this being the first time seeing him since I had returned.

“Do not big brother me Bailey!” he snaps, throwing himself down on the sofa next to me. “What the f**k did you do to Miles.”

Was he having a laugh? What did I do to Miles? He says it like I attacked him! Or pounced on him… He is the upcoming Alpha for f**ks sake! It is not like he is unable to defend himself… though I should have known he would go running to my brother to tell tales. Stir sh it like he always did. Make me look like the bad one.

“I didn’t do anything to Miles. Why?” I asked, my heart racing a little already, wondering why my brother was angry over this. Had Miles confided in him? Did he know more now than he previously had? The thought of him knowing I had been short-tempered with his friend didn’t bother me in the slightest. The fact there was no love lost between Miles, and I was well known, but what worried me was now Ellis knew of our secret, would Miles have told others too? Because that was the last thing I wanted. Especially for my brother to know, and especially for him believing that I had rejected his best friend and our upcoming Alpha!

They would not be doing that for no reason. A little odd when you had just

because I was a little sarcastic this morning when

are the equivalent of Go d’s gift to you and the rest of the pack. They are the Alpha’s sons. Of Alpha blood. The future

see what Jordan was shouting for. She would no doubt take his side, she always did. She thought

the family. as always.” Jordan says with a roll

know.”

at him. “And what am I, oh

last few times I had come home, I had avoided my brother as he was staying with his girlfriend or was away at his Beta training, “Who the hell are you talking to?” his hand is suddenly gripping mine, tightly. His claws slipped out, digging into my skin, blood now

beneath my skin, I could

how he is treating me. As werewolves, we are taught to respect our family, yet my brother is not showing respect to me. Not

while he had hold of me like that, and knowing that even if were