Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

Chapter 0183

I followed my sister through the corridors of the packhouse in her new pack. It seemed a nice place, and I have to say, I couldn't help but notice a difference in her attitude… her aura. She seemed so much calmer… confident… happier. And, I can’t lie, it suited her. This was not the same Bailey who had left our pack a few weeks ago. Maybe being around Miles had been dragging her down more than we realized.

The news that he had been her fated mate had shocked me to the core. I won’t lie. It had hurt me too, considering the fact I had loved him secretly for so long, and she had been his all along… fated to him… and then rejected by him… yet never said a word to any of us. And of course, then I had become involved with him too. And now, when I look back, I still don’t know if that was because he wanted to find a way to get at Bailey, or gain information on her, because from everything I had learned from my Dad and my brother, Miles seemed obsessed with her, despite the fact he had rejected her.

Bailey from the pack to her new workplace. Why would he even want her to be kept

over the years, Bailey had always been the butt of his jokes. We assumed it was because she was a bit

we had always teased Bailey for not caring much for fashion or going out and having fun, she was still a natural beauty. She was pretty without even trying. And, she had the intelligence to back it up, though maybe that was part of the issue for Miles. Bailey was too smart for him. Making him feel inferior. I don’t know. But, the things I heard since Dad and Jordan

Not realizing the depth of the cruelty, that Miles

me. And, me being naïve, taken in by his status, and his charm, not to mention his attention, I had fallen for him. Far too easily. But, I had always adored him, from being a young teenager... the handsome, upcoming Alpha... my big brother's best friend... school sport's star... he had been perfect in my eyes. So, when the warnings from my brother and my Dad had come, they had simply fallen upon deaf ears. I wanted him, and nothing would stop me. Even after he hurt me, time and time again, I kept returning… he was like a drug I was addicted to.