Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

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Chapter 98 – Miles

We pulled into the parking area outside the packhouse of the Silver River Pack, and I have to say I was already greatly disappointed. The pack was pathetic. Small and evidently worth very little. I could see why they were trying to marry off one of their own to an Alpha like me. Thinking it could bring something good for them. Well, I had news for them, it would not happen.

“This is a shit hole Dad.” I muttered. “Why would we even acknowledge their offer?”

“Miles, we are willing to do what it takes. You need to be willing to meet them all. You may meet the one you didn’t realize was for you.” he told me, with a knowing look. “So come on.”

I watched as my Dad stepped from the car, looking more than confident. Seemed to me that my Dad was willing to marry me off to anyone. Just to have me find a mate. Thing was, I was not about to do that. He had a plan, I knew that. But my plan was so much different to his own. And I knew that with the two combined it would spell disaster. Yet, I followed him anyway.

The moment we approached the doors of the feeble attempt at a packhouse, the doors opened, for a tall, red–headed man to walk out. I could only assume the guard at the gates had mindlinked to let them know we had arrived. “Good morning Alpha Marshall, and I assume, upcoming Alpha Miles?” the stocky man said with a brief nod of his head as if in acknowledgment.

I instantly did not like him. He was acting like he was something

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special when his pack was like a shriveled up heap of shit. It was a nothing of a pack, yet this man was striding around like it was an empire. Dick.

“Hi Alpha Owen.” My Dad nodded at him too, offering his hand out in a handshake. Why he was playing at being so polite I had no clue. Did my Dad not realize that we were offering a massive opportunity in marriage to me, the upcoming Alpha of our pack? Yet my Dad was acting like they were the ones offering us something. Like we owed them something… my temper was rippling, and I could feel my heart pounding…

“So, young Miles, you have been rejected, I hear?” Alpha Owen said with a sympathetic smile. He gently pats me on the shoulder. And his touch only feeds my anger, making me want to punch him. While his words make me glare at my father. Is that what they had told people? They had lied to make me sound like the pathetic one? Creating a story to make me sound like a poor rejected Alpha on the hunt for a chosen mate in order to garner sympathy? How fucking dare they?!

smiled again, before he continued. “It can happen, son. But we have our Beta’s daughter who has been through the same, so perhaps you and her were meant to be together. A perfect

an upcoming Alpha. One that my fated mate had not wanted. There was no wonder there had been so few potential mates coming forward. How dare he?! My eyes darkened as my wolf, Jet, rippled close to the surface of my skin, ready to take out his anger, but my father’s

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Or all talk of you becoming Alpha is done. You are representing our pack now, do not show our pack up.‘ My father mindlinked, and I knew what he had done. He had done all of this to test me.

would not allow myself to fall for

how weak you have made me seem?‘ I replied to him, and

to show ruthlessness and no self–control. If they knew you had rejected your fated, not one would have volunteered their daughters. If you want to be the next Alpha, then these other packs need to see a dominant man. But one that can be in control when needed, you fool. You have none of that,

and meet this fine young lady?” he said with a

sitting in the gardens with her mother and father.” Alpha Owen was now watching me with narrowed eyes. Had he seen my temper rippling through me? As a werewolf, especially an Alpha, you had an uncanny ability to detect. feelings and auras. If he had sensed mine, I might have been

with my Dad

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home. But Alpha Owen seemed proud of his

part of the garden, where a

a tall, dark–haired man stood, nodding at us in greeting, and I could only assume from his aura this man was the Beta. Making him the

at me and my Dad. Fiery red hair, in loose waves down her back, piercing green eyes with the longest of lashes which she kept looking at me through as her eyes flickered between me and my Dad. She looked terrified. I could

Ria, this is Alpha Marshall and Miles.” Alpha Owen introduced

his hand heartily,

asked, and I noted there was no sense