Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

Chapter 0125

I sleepily walked down the stairs, after very little sleep, yet again. This time, there had been little to no visions of Isla that I remembered. My dreams were overtaken by visions of Bailey. And not in a pleasant way either. Visions of her being tortured. By a man I could not see. A man I could not identify. Yet his voice was the one on the phone…

I woke up multiple times drenched in sweat, struggling to settle because I was desperate to go and check if she was okay. Yet, I knew I could not. Knew that I had to give her the space she had wanted. She had not wanted me there. I needed to know who this man was that had spoken to her like that. The moment she had rushed from my suite I had been on edge. Zion was the same. The urge to protect her was like nothing else I had experienced, and it unsettled me.

This girl is not my mate. She is technically nothing to me. Not even a pack member. But, for some reason, her vulnerability and weakness had affected me and my wolf. And hearing the way that fucker had spoken to her had ripped through my heart. I had realized then I wanted to help her, yet she had refused my help.

only assume this man was her former fated mate. The man that had been foolish enough to reject her. I had lay there for so long trying to process the things

him a senior role within their pack, to my mind, at least. That would also explain to me why he felt he could dictate where she went and what she did. Could he be their upcoming Alpha? That seemed the most obvious to me. And it would be a likely pairing too... Now… that could be an interesting turn of events… because if I am not mistaken,

was considered a sign of going against the moon goddess. Disrespecting everything

had learned of it. Because their young future Alpha had broken one of their main laws, so was he even able to be their Alpha anymore? And listening to the way in which he spoke to Bailey, he

approaching, a big beaming smile upon his face. Evidently, all this additional time off to spend time with his family was doing him good. “Good morning, Good morning.” He greeted me, enthusiastically. “I heard you did a good job at being the hospitable host for our

him. “Good morning to you too. Do I assume