Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

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Chapter 71 – Miles I felt the pain of impact as my fist went through the drywall, and it shattered under the pressure of my fist, as I punched the wall hard in anger. I was sick of this place. Why my own family had felt the need to actually send me to a different pack to gain treatment for my anger I did not know. Being away from my own pack was not what I needed right now. And being in this “secure environment” as they called it, was more like being kept in a f*g p**rison. Therapy and anger management were making no difference. There was nothing wrong with me, so there was nothing to treat. So, I do not know what they expected to happen while 1 was here. Were they expecting some sort of miracle and expecting some sort of angel to emerge from the wreckage that I had apparently become? They would be seriously disappointeted if that was the case. “Miles, please calm down.” Ben, one of the therapists, urged me “All we ask is you come and do a small amount of the session with us.” “I already f***g told you I wouldn’t be leaving my room. So f**k off.” I roared, sick of the sight of this fool. What would it take for him to get the message? I heard him sigh. This time it was more than audible. I think I was beginning to irritate the s***d little f***k*r, so my plan may be working. Hopefully, he would start to get bored with asking. Next Chapter 21. Miles had soon learned that if I got angry enough, and used my Alpha aura, they struggled to cope with it and after so long they would back down and walk away. Meaning, I got the peace I craved. And I got my own way, as it should be. I have to say it was almost amusing. Watching them run away like terrified little ants under my shoe. They had to realize by now that their pathetic attempts at treatment were just not going to work. Whatever their f***d up ideas of treatment were, they were simply not needed. I was not ill. I was not broken nor damaged. I was simply too strong. I had ideas too powerful for my own Father to contemplate, and he didn’t like it. I believed he feared me and this was his solution. Panicking, he

decided to come and tell him to put his big boy pants on and come and do his treatment.” She said to me with her brows raised a little as if in challenge. Who the f**k was this woman? Her big green eyes seemed to sparkle as they glared at me, not an ounce of fear there. I did not understand this she- wolf. And why