Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

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Chapter 8 Miles

I move through the packhouse at a pace faster than I would like to at this time of the morning, but I would do anything right now to get away from my f**king father! He has not stopped wittering in my ear since the moment I stepped from my bedroom this morning. And he didn’t even give me the chance to pour myself a coffee before he told me we should come to the packhouse to continue with the training he needed to give me.

Yes. I want to get this transfer of power done with. The alteration of him being Alpha to me taking my rightful position as Alpha of the pack, but s hit, did he have to go on so f**king much?! I had done the necessary training away at Alpha training, so why my own Dad now needed to do his own training I did not know. But, he was adamant he would not hand this pack over to me until he felt I was ready. Personally, I think he just did not want to give up his power nor his control.

“Miles. We think you need to do a tour of the packs locally at least. Find your fated mate, or do more to do so.” My Dad’s voice echoed around my brain as we walked into the Alpha office.

I gave him a dark glare. “What?” This had never been mentioned before. Finding your fated mate was evidently something that

itself. Something that was happened when the right time came. A moment left up to fate

itself. Something that was out of our control… So, why would they be pressuring me to rush this? I obviously know who my mate is no, rephrase that… I know who my fated mate was. She isn’t mine anymore. And I could not be more f**king glad of that.

would be nothing but a waste of time and effort. I am ready to be Alpha. I do not need some woman by my side to establish my place as leader of our pack. Once again, f**king Bailey West messing up my whole life. The world would have been a better place if her Dad had

on the Alpha ceremony until I have my mate by my side? That would be

your reign as Alpha with your Luna by your side, son.” Dad says with a smile.

main cheerleader. The beauty queen. One any man would want to show off by all accounts. Not that I think of my Mum in that way, but I have seen pictures of her back in her younger years and there is no denying she was beautiful. My Dad, Alpha or not, had been punching well above his weight!

geek. Why the f**k would I want her?! Yeah, we had been close growing up, and she was my best friend’s little sister, but she was the biggest geek I knew, who spent more time with her head in a book than she did going out. It just was not normal. That is not what a guy wants for a woman! How can you show someone off who has her head

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Balance:

been wonderful. I haven’t needed to see her face. Remind myself what I had done… because, like it or not, my wolf hated me for the fact I rejected our fated mate. She was the one the moon goddess selected for us. In my f**king

irritated me beyond belief!

to be her next Alpha, she should have been treating me with respect. She should have seen me as important. The fact she was so pathetic and barely noticeable made it even more devastating when I learned who she was to me. Why of all the she- wolves in the pack would fate mate me

numerous times getting her to stay away after her studies had been completed. She was smart. Though

use of her here, and strangely, he agreed. I hadn’t missed Bailey, so why I quickly put a pause on her dreams of leaving the pack, I do not know… something stopped me letting her leave. A small part of me got a kick out of knowing I was ruining her hopes of escaping me