Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

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Chapter 51 – Asher This girl in front of me looks on edge, and it makes me feel uncomfortable. Well, in truth, being around her in general has made me feel uncomfortable. I do not like being around people I do.not know… no, scratch that, I do not particularly like being around any people anymore. But, was doing my best at the induction, and she seemed to be enjoying herself. The way her face lit up at the different things I showed her within the school made me want to show her more, so I found more things to show her, so the tour of the school took longer than it probably needed to, but she would now know where everything was. But, this conversation has since made me uneasy. She had implied things that didn’t sit right with me. Was she here because she wasn’t welcome in her own pack? She had been the Beta’s daughter for f**k’s sake… they were stereotypically popular… and it wasn’t like she wasn’t beautiful, she was stunning… she was clearly a character too. I could see that with the cheeky interactions she was attempting with me. So was that not what you would consider the whole package? Smart, beautiful, funny and evidently kind and caring, being a teacher… so why would she not be welcome in her own pack? No. Something about this girl and her past did not add up. I watched her as we continued to walk through the pack, and she fidgeted nervously with her hands as an awkward silence had fallen between us. She was unsure what to say to me. Even Zion was on edge with her now, and he had been enjoying the back and forth with her literally moments before… not many 09:35 Cheater 51- Asher people do that with me, and he found it amusing. “Bailey, I would appreciate knowing the reason you came here. I worry about the safety of our pack.” I explained to her, surprising myself by using her first name as I had been formal so far, but I have to say her name sounded good on my lips… She glanced across at me with a dark expression. “Your pack isn’t at risk. It will be that is.” she said,

f**k’s sake, should I just go back? Would that be better for you, Beta Asher? It took me long enough to get away from him. But if it is that much of an issue for you, I will just go back. Let him have his own way. Be his prisoner in his pack despite not being good enough for him. Would that be better for you?” she yelled, before rushing off, leaving me standing open- mouthed at her rant. Where the hell did that come from? ‘Well, aren’t you a p**k?’ Zion helpfully adds, causing me to block out my own wolf, truly not needing him to make me feel any worse for what I had just caused, because I could now hear Bailey crying as she rushed away from me. F**k it. I do not like crying women… especially not when it was my fault they were .crying. My mind is spinning with all the things Bailey had thrown at me just then, but I know the decent thing to do is to go after her. I don’t know what had gone off in her pack or her life, but evidently something has happened to cause her to seek refuge within our pack. Did Eden know of this? If she did, why hadn’t she explained this properly to us, so I could have avoided this 09.37 M Chapter 51-Asher 208 Vouchers sort of s**tshow? “Bailey, wait.” I called after her as I ran to catch up with her, and as she turned to look at me, I saw tears glistening down her cheeks. D**n, I feel like a

head is a bit battered, so I just wondered.” She sniffed, wiping away another tear. I can’t help but smile. “I don’t make a habit of killing people, especially not ones we have just employed. Luna Eden would have my balls on skewers if I did that. I was suggesting a walk so we could talk. I think I likely owe you an apology.” I said, hating having to apologize, but I know in this instance I do need to. 00:38 Chapter 51-Asher 288 Mouchern She frowned at me. “That hurt, did it?” I smiled again. “Funny.” “It is fine. We don’t need to talk. It won’t change things.” She said, taking a deep breath like she was trying to push back the thoughts of everything that had happened. I know that action, one I have done many a time myself. The difference is, I think this girl is struggling

another stray tear. Whatever this is that happened, it still hurts her. Maybe I shouldn’t force her to talk about it. She doesn’t know me. And from