Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

Chapter 0185

I was settling into the new pack. My home. The pack I would one day be Luna of. Okay, it wasn't quite what I was used to, but once Miles had been made Alpha, he said I could make the changes I wanted, so I was making notes each day of things I did not like... things I felt could be improved, and quite honestly, there was quite a lot. I was staying in a room within the packhouse right now, until Miles and I were married. He had tried desperately to have me live with him, but I felt it was a little premature, and I didn't want him trying things on with me. Not yet, at least.

Obviously, on our wedding night, I would have no choice, but for the time being, at least I had an excuse. And, talking of the wedding, plans were running away with themselves. Miles's parents were completely taking over with the preparations. And they seemed to be getting more and more irritated by any suggestions I made for alterations. Which only angered me. This was meant to be my special day, yet they seemed to want the wedding done their way. I was truly beginning to regret ever agreeing to any of this, let alone suggesting I marry the fool as well as becoming his mate...

I heard a knock at my door, and quickly walked over, to be greeted by two she-wolves, here to let me try on wedding dresses. Now, today was a day I had been looking forward to! What woman does not like trying on pretty dresses?! Especially ones that make you look like a princess! "Come in." I said excitedly, allowing them into my suite, only to find my heart dropping as Miles's Mum, Pheobe, followed them in. Why did she need to be there too? Was this not my choice?

"Good morning, Kaia." She greeted me coldly, giving me an equally cold stare. I am sure this woman did not like me. Nor did she want me to marry her son.

sent to enjoy was already chilling, and I had my playlist at the ready... I had it all set out! Now

assuming white is unlikely to be

back at her. "White is perfectly fine,

"You do surprise me, unless, of course,

her, every ounce of venom within me slipping out in my voice, and Luna Pheobe looked to me, a smirk upon her perfectly made-up face. She was evidently loving this.

So, I believe she needs to be taught how to rein things in a little. My son needs a Luna, not a princess." She said bluntly. "But, it seems the little princess is deeming me