Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

Chapter 0230

"Are you hoping for a little boy?" Morgan asked Dana kindly. "Another little warrior?"Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Harley grinned at Dana before looking to Morgan. "A girl could be a warrior too in our pack, Morgan. But, in all seriousness, if we have it confirmed there is a little one growing in that belly, we will just be excited to have our baby. It doesn't matter if it is a boy or a girl."

I found myself smiling at them once again. They were perfect for one another, and I couldn't be happier for them. I had loved spending time with them. Marc and Morgan enjoyed it too. We had chatted animatedly between the five of us as we escaped the hecticness of the party, moving closer toward my parent's home. Morgan seemed even more confident with Marc by her side. Not that she ever lacked confidence that I had noticed before. But the way she spoke now... the way she held herself. It was just so more self-assured than ever. Her eyes met mine, perhaps having felt me watching her, as I slid my phone back into my bag. She raised her brow at me, questioningly.

"You okay?” she whispered, and I nodded.

Morgan edged her way closer to me, leaving Marc and Harley chatting, with Dana walking alongside them. "Now the truth? Were you hoping a certain mean and moody Beta might have called? Or messaged?" she asked with a sly smile, and I couldn't help the scowl from forming. I knew I was expecting too much. I asked for space. Pushed him away because of how he had reacted. I knew that, so expecting a call or a message was selfish. Childish even. But a small bit of hope remained within me. I don't think I was able to control that.

"Not funny."

She giggled. "I will take that as a yes, Bai." She playfully poked me in my side, before looking at me intently. "And I assume the woeful face and slouched shoulders is because the grumpy bastard has yet to check in with you?"

I glared across at her again, and this time Akira grumbled. 'She has turned into a cocky little fucker since finding a man. Send him back. She might gain a little compassion then.'

'She definitely is more confident.' I agreed with my wolf, but ignored my sister. Yet she continued to smirk at me. It was a knowing smirk too... like she knew something I didn't. I didn't like it.

"What if I told you a secret?" she winked, and I glanced at her questioningly as she continued. "I am guessing you might like to know that a certain temperamental Beta may have been in regular contact with my mate to check you have been okay?"

I looked at Morgan in shock. Asher had been contacting Marc all this time to check if I was okay? Why not just check in with me?

"Really?!" I uttered, shaking my head in disbelief.

"He knew you wanted space, but he

wanted to know you were okay. That you were safe. Marc didn't say anything until I noticed he got a message Can you not see Asheris crazy for you? He might not be here, and he might not have reached out to you, but he still has been thinking of you." she whispered softly, just as a confused and hectic mindlink came through unexpectedly from my Dad.

'Bai, get yourself gone as quickly as you can. Things are happening in the packhouse, and I don't know how it will turn out. I am worried Miles may come looking for you.' my heart felt like it stopped as the words from his mindlink registered. Everything

seemed good when we left...

'What is happening Dad, are you safe?' I quickly responded, needing to know he was okay. If he was being called to help, he would be at risk, wouldn't he?

But there was no response, and I felt tears prickling at my eyes, as my palms became sweaty. "Bai? Are you okay? You look like you have seen a ghost." Morgan asked, placing her arm upon mine, and it brought the attention of the others.

I slowly shook my head. "Dad just mindlinked, saying something was kicking off at the packhouse. He didn't know what yet, but he said we needed to get out of the pack quickly. He was worried Miles might come looking for me." I stuttered, my voice trembling as I did.

Harley's eyes darkened at my words, while Marc's fists clenched in anger. "Right, to the house now. We need to

get those things in the car and get

gone. I cannot have you girls put at I risk. Not on my watch." Marc's voice was full of authority right now, and he sounded determined. Yet, all I am feeling is fear. I should never have come. I know that now. Ichad thought I was doing the right thing, thinking Miles was happy to be settling down with his new bride, but it seemed something was amiss. Even if we were yet to know exactly what that was...