Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

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Chapter 23 Bailey

I approached the house with a content feeling in my chest. Harley could be my savior. Yes, I was disappointed about this teaching role, but perhaps I could look for one closer to his Mum’s former pack he planned to move us to. Wow. A chosen mate. A handsome warrior too. One that actually liked the fact I had gained my degree.

Taking him as a chosen mate is okay, isn’t it?’ I asked Akira.

‘Fated mate not want us. He reject us. This mate does want us. Akira almost purrs as she replies. I think it is safe to say she was just as content. I had felt her becoming fond of Harley as we spent time together. She had always previously been against building close bonds with other male wolves in the hope Miles would want us back, but once he rejected us, it had hurt her massively. The pain it caused her nearly tore her down. But, we have got there in the end. Hopefully, Harley can be the thing that fixes us. A savior in so many ways.

‘A fresh start Akira!’ I told her excitedly.

“If he lets us go, of course. She snarls, like she expects a fall-out.

“We just don’t tell him until the last moment. I told her. If Harley had marked me, I could go with him and there would be nothing Miles could do about it. Because a mate goes with her mate, and that was the procedure. I don’t think even the Alpha would argue with that. And would he really want me around if I had been marked and mated by another?

I pushed open the front door to the house and relished the peace that enveloped me. Not to mention the cool. Everyone loves the sunshine when it arrives, but I have to say I am more a cooler

weather person. Glad to be in and out of the scorching sunshine. I dropped my keys on top of the drawers by the door before moving through to the kitchen in hopes of making myself a coffee. Only as I am sorting the coffee machine do I hear movement behind me, causing n me to quickly turn around. I hadn’t realized there was anybody home.

Jordan, my older brother, was leaning on the doorway of the kitchen watching me with a dark expression. Of all the people it could be, it had to be him. “Hear you been causing issues.” He says coldly.

we leave this? It has been a

boy though?” he questions, and I can’t help but wonder how the hell he knew I had been speaking to Harley. I can only

and I are friends. Of course, I will speak to him if I see him.” I argued, feeling the need to defend myself, like I so

did.

appreciate it thinking you are

said with a sneer. “Who would have thought that of

now. My brother has turned into a top tier kno bhead. All

this pack stood no hope. I was glad Harley had

he seems to have you trained up to do his bullying and dirty work, I’d say it is you that is whoring yourself out to Miles.” I snarled, not caring now that my words are below the belt. My brother seems to think it is acceptable for him to speak as he

Jordan’s face is a picture. “What did you just say?”

asked sarcastically, going to move past him, having lost the desire for my coffee

instead, he puts his arm up to block my path. “I don’t believe I

raised my eyes to meet his. Dark brown eyes. Full of anger. All aimed at me, his younger sister. So much for looking out for your family. No. This delightful

chose to run to Miles about. He went crazy about it and has been making threats about since.” I said angrily. “There, that is the sh it you are implying. Though I

get clever. It doesn’t

friend tells you.” I said with a shake of my head, beginning to wonder why my brother was even here at this time of day. He should be out working. I had

and Beta? You need to start learning to show us respect. I owe him my loyalty. So, yeah, you come way down. that line, I am afraid. You betrayed your pack today by going behind their back.” He snarled, lowering his face almost next to mine, his eyes glowering at

want to ask yourself why that big, bad friend of yours is so desperate to keep me here in his pack.” I said, leaning back against the kitchen counter, my arms crossed aggressively, finally having given up with trying to hide the truth. If Jordan knows, he f**king

head tilts momentarily as he considers my words.