Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

Chapter 0207

Morgan's gaze drifted to mine. "Well, if he was so mind-blowingly good, why are you asleep in your own bed, looking like a panda that has been on a four-day drinking bender?" she motioned to my eyes, where I could only assume my mascara was smudged all around my eyes from the non-stop crying yesterday. I had yet to look in a mirror, but, yeah, I can imagine, I looked a state...

"We argued."

"Were you being difficult?" Morgan asked, her brows raised in question. Why did she assume this was my fault? It could just as easily have been Asher...

"He heard Dad telling me we had to return home for the wedding." I told her and her face fell.

"Oh." She muttered, as if she instantly understood. "I am guessing that didn't go down too well." "Like a fucking lead balloon."

"Could he not come with you? Dad called me too. Marc offered to be there with me, the moment I explained it all, and told him we were expected at the wedding. He wanted to be there to support me. He was so understanding Bai. He didn't judge me at all. He was angry with Miles, if anything, for taking advantage of me. He said I shouldn't go alone, and would be there as my fated mate. And I can't think of anything better!" she blurted out, and I could see the excitement on her face.

My heart was aching at the sight. I was happy for my sister, of course I was, but it hurt that things never went so smoothly for me. Why could Asher not have been my fated mate... Why could I not have had the dream my sister was now living? She has everything we ever want as she-wolf. A mate who wants you and cares for you. That accepts you and your flaws, and loves you regardless. Wants to protect you and support you. That is what my sister had in Marc, and she knewThis belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

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how lucky she was.

She would be proud to walk into the pack with him by her side. Showing the pack, and the world that she had found her fated mate, and how perfectly matched they were for one another. In doing that she would be showing Miles that his games no longer mattered, because she had found the path fate had planned for her, and it would be a path that was perfect for her, seeing how well Marc and her got along.

But I shook my head at Morgan's suggestion. It had been Asher's suggestion too. Morgan bringing Marc would not be questioned. He, after all, was her fated mate. They were always destined to be together. The two of them meeting was

meant to be. So, nobody would think badly of Morgan bringing him. But, I knew that me attending the wedding of my former fated mate, with a new man in tow. One nobody knew I was connected to, well, it would raise questions, to say the least. It would be viewed as an attempt to make Miles angry, maybe even an attempt to make him jealous.

I know how the minds of my pack work. And the minds of my parents and my Alpha. It would not be seen as acceptable for me to return with Asher as

my guest at the wedding. Not like it would be for Morgan with Marc. As much as I desperately wanted it to...

"You know they wouldn't see it that way, Morgan. Marc is your mate." I said, and she nodded.

"I guess. They'd think you were

trying to do it to get at Miles." She

frowned, and nodded, glad that she could see my point of view. "This sucks." She added, and I couldn't agree more. Because right now there was nothing I wanted less than attending this fucking messed-up fucker's wedding. But, Morgan and I were expected to be there, as perfect daughters to the Beta, with our fake smiles and acting like everything was perfect, like we always did. I would just be glad when it was all over.