Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

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Chapter 37 Asher

him to take them down and punish them, like the ones before. Punish cach and every rogue we could get our paws upon. Rogues are the reason I lost my Ida. And each and every rogue after her that crossed our border would be made to pay. This may be seen as irrational, but to me, it made perfect sense. Absolute sense. And that was always going to be my plan “No scent of rogues here: Zion tells me, sounding more than a little disappointed, and I have to say I “Try further along, maybe they went deeper into the pack. I suggested, getting off the report we had been sent. We needed this chance to burn off energy. Something to allow ourselves to take our anger out Make them pay. Tale report A mundlink from border patrol comes through “Repeat Reports of rogues were false reports. Sensor at the border was faulty. Nothing triggered it I felt numb at the thought, and I could sense the same frustration through my connection with Zion. I had been looking forward to a hunt. A fight… Guras you can go hunt some prey I told him, defeatertly Don’t suppose there are any spare wolves knocking about I can take down are there? he jokes with a grunt. Telling me just how irritated he was In this part of the forest he would be lucky to find smaller prey. The larger forest, potentially the occasional deer, but they

out of control and the darkness became muver powerful Cif a terrible thing It can destroy a person. And truly believe it was d**he de ti G Chapter 37 Asher had a pack to assist with running, so I continued to function. Albeit barely. The dreams… more often. nightmares of Isla… and losing her plaguing my nights. Torturing my mind. Torturing the mind of Zion too. But, this was the life I had been fated and it was one I had to accept. Darkness had become a part of me. I had forgotten what light and happiness felt like now. Zion ducked behind the trees behind the packhouse, providing me with

in the home I had shared with my mate. The many rooms downstairs were used during the day, the kitchen, the dining room, the offices, lounge and library… but after a certain time, the packhouse would empty, and I found myself alone there. Often wandering the dark corridors, unable to sleep. “Hey Ash, you looked pi**d off, what’s up?” Eden’s voice startled me a little as I walked up the steps onto the patio area. I had been paying little attention to my surroundings, which is never good as a werewolf, especially considering I had just been out looking for a rogue, and I had not even noticed her, which, considering her ever-increasing size, is quite a feat in itself! I turned to look at her, she was sitting, looking rather uncomfortable on one of the outdoor benches, looking out over the gardens. Her long dark braids pulled into a ponytail today. “Why does there always have to be something wrong?” I asked her with a slow smile. “Though I could