Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

Beauty 94

Chapter 94 – Miles Being back in my pack felt so good. The place I was meant to be. The place I belonged. And the place I planned to make my own. Despite not being away too long, it had been too long. This pack was mine. My home and the place I needed to be. This place needed me as much as I needed it. I would be the Alpha here. I was certain of that. Of that there was no doubt. But, for some reason, my Dad seemed determined to want to have me out of here before I had a chance to get settled again. Off on this search for the chosen mate they seemed to be craving for me. I did not need a mate to make me strong. I was strong enough on my own. Or I would be when I brought Bailey home. I needed. her close to gain my full strength that the fated mate brought. That was what legend told us. And that was what I needed. I needed my full strength. She needed to be back home. She should never have been allowed to leave. And I needed to find a way in which to do that. Yet, I had not found a way in which to do that yet, not with my parents constantly breathing down my neck, or Jordan following me around like a little lost f**g dog, watching my every move. I had not found a way, but I would. And even more irritating, was her number seemed to be disconnected now. She had gone. Uncontactable now through the number I had for her. Telling me that she was intentionally not wanting me to speak to her. So, I needed to speak with her sister. That had been my plan for today, but Morgan was still in a mood with me after our last argument… Chapter 94 Mies “Miles!” My Dad yelled from the kitchen, and I rolled my eyes from the place I laid upon my bed. The sooner I could move from this hell-hole they called a family home and into the Alphal suite the better. “We need to arrange these visits. I want to head off tomorrow.” He barked up the stairs at me. Wonderful. They really were wasting no time. Tomorrow seemed ridiculously soon! They wanted me marrying off soon. No doubt popping pups out too. Little shitbags, heirs to this great empire of a pack. Well, this mate they are finding me had best be willing to do all the child care and upbringing,

because kids were most definitely not something I wanted bothering with. But, I knew I needed heirs. That would be expected of me as an Alpha. So, if my mate could deal with them, then we would manage. I would be the powerful Alpha, she could be the mother. It wasn’t like I wanted the mate. She was more to keep my parents and to some degree the pack quiet. It was to gain my title. To keep my power. I just hoped we would find a willing mate on this godforsaken tour. This needed to work… I stomped down the stairs to meet him. “What?” I snapped, taking a deep breath, trying my hardest to hold back the anger that was threatening. It was proving harder and harder to suppress my temper, but I was using the skills they had shown me at the treatment center and battled with my wolf to stop unleashing my rage, in order to allow my parents to think I was happy to go along with this. They needed to believe that. I had to deceive them, then they would give me the title of Alpha. Once I had my title, I could unleash my fury. And the pack would be brought under my rule. The pack would be run the way it should be ruled. Pack members would wonder what had come Chapter 94-Miles 288 Mouchers for them… My father’s rule would begin to seem like a walk in the park compared to me… the thought sent a shiver of a thrill down my spine… I loved the thought of instilling fear in others… that was what being an Alpha was to me… the fear… the power. “Are you getting irritable again?” My Dad raised his brows at me. He liked to challenge me, almost daring me to snap. I am sure he wanted me to fail. “No. I was busy.” I lied. “What is wrong? I thought we had gone over the plans. Like multiple times.” I complained, glancing at the paperwork my Dad had on the table. If he expected me to go through them, I could be here for hours. What did we need to go through that would take so long? It was like repeating the same shit time and time again… all for something I didn’t even want! “We need to finalize choices. There are plenty of things to discuss. Do you have preference of where we start?” He asked. with a smile. Oh, so they were actually asking my opinion? So far, it felt like I had no say… My choice would be Kaia every time, but each time I tried. dropping her name in, I was spoken over,Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

and I don’t even think they heard me. So, she was soon overlooked. I was lined up to see a number of she-wolves of various rankings across multiple packs across the country. I could be gone for months. This is not what I want. This was only going to delay my title ceremony. But, if he was asking for my opinion, maybe I could try pushing my luck. Give him my honest opinion on something. Suggest an idea that I have not been able to get rid of for days now, one that I truly think would work so much better than this lump of shit idea they had… “Dad, do you not think I would bring more appeal if I was the 51 524 1208 Alpha?” I tried. “I will take a chosen mate. For that, I assure you. I will find a chosen mate while we tour the packs. But, do your not think there will be potentially more interest and more volunteers to meet me if I was already the Alpha?” I hoped he would listen… this could easily work in my favor… My Dad gave me a dark stare. But he looked in deep thought. momentarily. Was my plan actually going to work? But he shook his head. “Do not be so ridiculous. You still have so much to prove before I consider titles.” “Are you for real?!” I roared. “I have done all you asked of me, and it is still not enough?!” I stormed from the house, my anger pulsing through my veins. Heading straight for the treeline as I strode away. I needed to get away from him before I attacked. him… it was getting so close each time he pushed me to the edges of my temper My heart was pounding in my chest in fury. While I reached into. my pocket for my phone. I scrolled through my contacts quickly to find who I was looking for, clicking the call button. “Morgan? I am so glad to hear your voice.” I lied to her as her pretty face appeared upon the screen. I was hoping that seeing my face would make her realize just how much she had missed me, and that the sweet-talking would make her come around too. She had always liked my sweet- talking. “I need to see your darling.”