Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

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Chapter 32 Bailey

forest somewhere. That is the part that confuses me. “Sit down then son.” My Dad says, acting perfectly normally with Ellis, a boy he considers his nephew. His best friend’s son. A boy he has seen grow up from the day he was born. The same as Miles. The benefit of being best friends with the Alpha, I suppose. “Thanks Uncle Donovan.” Ellis drops himself onto one of the chairs. “I am guessing I have disturbed you?” he looks between the two of us, a little uncomfortably, clearly aware of the fact he had caught us in the middle of a private conversation. “Well, we were talking yeah.” My Dad says with a smile. “Hmm, I have a feeling I may know what about.” Ellis says. “Which is why I am here. Well, I was here to talk with Bailey really. But I think talking to you both may help.” I looked at him confused. He had been looking for me? And he wanted us to help? “What do you want?” I snapped, unable to forgive him for the way he had been with me since the day in the garden. “Bailey, give the boy a break!” My Dad says with a small chuckle. “Let him at least try and talk before you jump down his throat!” “It is fine,

You deserved better. And after what I have witnessed today, I have seen what my brother is capable of, so I can only imagine the things he has been putting you through.” Ellis speaks with a tone of unease. Okay, maybe I have been a little harsh on Ellis, as he seems to be being genuine right now, and he seems to be worried about how he had treated me. But, right now, that was the least of my concerns, something else he had said caught my attention a little more… “It wasn’t a rogue attack was it?” I demanded, knowing I was right. My gut had told me all along the moment I had heard Harley was hurt that it had been Miles. Chapter 32 Bailey Ellis looks to me and slowly shakes his head. “I hate that I lied to cover for him. I was out for my run, and found him attacking Harley. I shouted at him, and

be being the sibling that gets overlooked because you were born second. I know as kids we were b**ds to you for being a bit different. You didn’t deserve that. Nobody does. I think some of it was frustration that you didn’t have to try to do well in school when all of us struggled. But,