Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

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Chapter 22 Bailey

I strolled through the rest of the pack while trying not to think of Miles. He was nothing if not persistent. I could think of no reason why he kept me here, other than the fact he gained some sick pleasure from seeing me suffer. And, the way he has changed in recent years, I would not be surprised if he had turned into some sort of masochist.

I hated that things between Harley and I were likely now ruined. The way he had looked at me had hurt. He had believed the words coming from his upcoming Alpha. But, then who wouldn’t? He was the next Alpha. Most, if not all, would believe him. Why would they doubt him? He was the golden child of the pack. Ha. Little did they know the only thing golden about him was the reflection of his glowing satanic eyes.

I knew I had been naïve to think there could be anything between Harley and I. Harley had a fated mate out there. He would have believed I did too. Obviously I knew better. But, I have been enjoying our time together. He made me feel good. And perhaps, st*pidly, a tiny part of me had considered that if things continued then a chosen matebond one day could be something to contemplate, couldn’t it? A chosen mate bond is sometimes thought to be stronger than a fated one, because it is one that is chosen. Your heart and soul pick it. The connection is already there before the bond is created.

Not that it would even matter, we had barely been seeing one another. We have been on a few dates. And he had taken the word of Miles over me anyway. My eyes drifted to the warrior training field as I walked past toward my home. I could see them working hard under the rays of the sunshine. Some in human form, some shifted into their wolf form. Rather them than me in this heat, that is for sure.

“Bailey!” I heard Harley’s voice, as I continued walking, and turned around, to find him jogging across the field, and he suddenly leans on the wall separating the field and the path.

I was so unsure of what to say, so I simply smiled in greeting. He looked a little sweaty after training, and no doubt the run from the training field. He was wearing training shorts and hist chest was bare, revealing his toned chest and upper arms. I did my best to avert my gaze from his body, which I have to say was quite difficult when there was quite a lot to admire! You can definitely see why he was a warrior…

“Having fun there, Bai?” Harley’s voice was light and playful, which took me by surprise considering the way he had walked away from me earlier.

I met his gaze with a frown. “Hmm?”

“I am sorry about earlier. Not that it likely means much. But, why didn’t you tell me?” he questions, and I can sense irritation in his voice, despite the fact he is trying hard to stay calm.

“He told me nobody could know.” I whispered, avoiding his gaze.

“How long have you known?” Harley tilts his head to look at me curiously, and I can see his mind working overtime. “Bailey, you and he have known each other forever. Was this since he first shifted?”

Miles had sworn me to secrecy. Never to say a word to anybody. Yet, here I was being confronted

by someone who had worked it all out because of Miles yelling at me. Would that be considered. my fault? I don’t know what to do. I just looked at Harley, my eyes meeting his, as I chewed my lip

nervously.

said a word? He has dated since then too. Not to mention all the times he slept around. You have had

Anything to cover up what was truly happening. Anything to stop the truth being revealed. Because I was terrified of what Miles would be capable of if the truth was revealed. The first time it happened I was terrified, and genuinely thought I was dying. Until I realized what it was.

was only a year.” I whispered. “He

Bailey.” Harley growled. “And he still treats you like sh it. He

better not to get involved, Harley.” I whispered. “He could make your

go to

the floor at those words. No. That cannot happen. Uncle Marshall

I begged. “Please, do not do

to be made to pay for what he has

There is no reason for you to be doing that to yourself over

fear.

they are far from pleasant when added to the heavy churning of nerves that is already residing there. “Miles

fated mate. Why

I am not Luna material. Not the sort of woman he or most guys want. I get that. Having your head stuck in a book isn’t appealing. But, please, Harley, do not get yourself

be proud to call theirs. And having your head in a book is irrelevant, Bai, maybe it is to Miles because your intelligence intimidates him, because he is as thick as two short planks. But, a decent guy would see your intelligence, again, ast something to be proud of. I think it is f**king awesome you got your degree. And if

he had made his choice. So, we have to go with that. So, please do not make this

It is for you, I am keeping

sighed. “It went

me. “I knew you would smash

shook my

an instant. “This is him again,

as I spoke.

a f**king fool, Bailey.” He says, before turning away