Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

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Chapter 35 Bailey I felt my Dad’s hand settle in the center of my back as if to guide me to the house, though I can now also feel the presence of his wolf suddenly. Not to mention his anger rising at the abrupt arrival of Miles. He did not want to be seeing him right now. Not after everything he had just learned. This was not going to be pleasant…. “Hi Uncle!” Miles greeted my Dad with such a fakeness, and my Dad raised his brows at me, before looking across toward Miles. Who seemed to believe everything was normal between them, though his fakeness truly got under my skin, especially after everything today. He was acting like he had done nothing wrong… “Good afternoon Miles. You look awfully run down. Have you had a busy day or something?” he asked, and I could sense the sarcasm in his tone, but I didn’t know if Miles had. “You should start taking better care of that wolf of yours, so he can take better care of you. It is all a little give and take, you know? I am sure your Dad has taught you this. But, truly, you look shocking.” I bit my lip to hold back the smile that was threatening. My Dad had a way with words, but Miles seemed to not have noticed the little digs my Dad was having at him. And he simply smiled at my Dad, like it was normal day-to-day conversation with his Uncle. “Oh, just the usual things. You know what it is like, Dad, keeping me busy. Training to be Alpha and all.” Miles said cheerfully, and my Dad chuckled, though to me, it sounded forced. “Hmm. I am sure. But, our pack only deserves the best as their Alpha, so you need to understand why your Dad does what he does. Training to the best of your ability is vital, Miles. And then pushing yourself that little bit further to refine your skills. Being the best of the best. That is what our pack needs as their Alpha. Don’t you think?” My Dad said, the meaning hidden within his words, which Miles would likely be completely oblivious to, but I knew what he was trying to imply. He didn’t believe Miles was suitable to be our Alpha. He didn’t believe he deserved his title. “Should you not be in the office at this time of day, Uncle Donovan?” Miles asked, glancing at me with that same dark stare as the moment he had noticed me, before then looking at my Dad with the same darkness. The darkness that seemed to reside within him now. He was not the same happy

and cheerful boy he had grown up as. He was nasty. Ruthless. Vile. Not a man most people would want to be around. My Dad raised his gaze to look toward Miles. “Oh, excuse me, being dictated to by a child! You aren’t the Alpha yet, Miles, so you don’t have the right to be questioning me where I should and shouldn’t be, and for that matter your Dad doesn’t even get away with that. I do my job. Thank you very much. I saw my daughter while she was in the packhouse, so I said I would walk back to the house with her, as it is not often we spend time together. I wasn’t aware there was a crime in that.” My Dad did not like to be spoken down to, nor did he appreciate being insulted, and would always come back with an argument. Miles, however, clearly did not expect the comeback, which I have to say, was some what amusing… Miles scowled deeply at my Dad standing up to him. While I was struggling to hold back the smirk that was teasing at my lips. “I am not a child. And I am sure there is still work to be done.” Miles told him. Balance: 1 Coins 648 + 1 Pearls 12.14 Wed, Jul 31 EG. Chapter 35 Bailey +79% +5 Pearls “Well, as I said, my work is always completed by the end of the day, and as you are not Alpha yet, that is not even any of your concern. So, little boy, wind your neck in.” My Dad snapped angrily this time. telling me he was becoming inpatient with what was becoming close to a reprimanding from Miles. Miles stormed off, giving us both a dirty look as he walked away, causing my Dad to laugh loudly as he did. And when I say loudly, I mean without a doubt loud enough for Miles to hear while he threw his tantrum and walked away. Though, I had a feeling, that was exactly what my Dad intended toThis content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

happen. He wanted Miles to know he was laughing at his petulance. He wasn’t happy with the fact Miles had spoken down to him. “That is it little one, run away, like the little boy you are.” Dad muttered as he unlocked the front door for me. I shook my head at my Dad. “Anyone would think you enjoyed that.” I said, and he simply grinned. “Considering the things I have heard today, my view on that sc**m has changed considerably. He has treated my family badly, and I shall make sure now that he pays. One way or another. And, I believe your brother is equally determined.” Dad tells me. “Dad, Jordan has his Beta role to protect. He can’t risk that.” “First we deal with the things that boy has done. He seems to think that, because he has been spoiled all of his life, he is above punishment. Always thought your Aunt babied him too much. Your Uncle let him get away with too much, and neither one of them would hear a bad thing said about him. Believing that as upcoming Alpha he did nothing wrong and should not suffer any punishment. Well, that lack of punishment is becoming more than evident now, because he acts like the world owes him a living. He walks around here like he owns it already, well not if I have anything to do with it.” My Dad says and the determination within his voice takes me by surprise. “You are a Beta Dad, you don’t have the power to stop him becoming Alpha.” I whispered. “No, I may not, Bailey, but with his brother’s assistance, once you are gone, we will go to his father. If he does not listen, I go to the werewolf council. They have to listen. That boy broke rules, and many of them. He is a danger to himself and others. He is not fit to rule. I will not allow him to take over this pack. Even if I kill myself in the process, I will make sure he does not become the Alpha of our pack.” My Dad says, his voice calm and collected, like there is no doubt within his mind about his plan, and the thing is, I think he may be right. He would have a fight upon his hands, but he had every right to fight… I just had to hope it would not cost me my father’s life… s 10