Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

Chapter 0275

I had to give it to Morgan. She stood up to Miles. Not that he seemed to care in the slightest. And now, as he turned to Bailey, we just need her to do the same.. “Seems to be an awful lot of people rushing to protect you Bailey. You been telling lies again?" he said, and his voice held an accusing tone, I can't say I cared for. "I suppose all of you don't know how good Bailey is at telling lies, do you? Making people believe things that didn't really happen. Like, me rejecting her, when in truth it was her rejecting me?" he looked at her with a smirk, one that made me want to knock his head clean right off his shoulders. Did he truly think we would believe that?

I turned to look at Bailey, knowing she must be feeling a pit of emotion right now. She had to want him gone. But as I turned to look at Miles I could see Caleb and Marc were watching him. I'd like to say through narrowed eyes, but they both look confused. They both knew the situation, they should not have been taken in by this dick's words...

“Oh, so she is a liar is she?” Caleb suddenly spoke up, before I even had an opportunity to defend Bailey. Ultimately, glad my friend had seen through the lies. “Yet out there you admitted to me, you regretted rejecting Bailey. So, you may want to consider getting your stories straight." He looked at Miles with a small smirk. “Exactly which one of you is it that is lying?"

I held back the smile that was forming. Miles had to know he had nowhere to go with this if that is what had just happened. Though we knew the information we had, we knew his words were all lies. All produced to make him look better, or to get him out of a tight situation. But what bothered me more, was the fact this sick bastard now said he regretted his decision to reject Bailey. That meant he wanted her back, not just in his pack, but as his mate. This could not happen. And it was not going to end well.

"Maybe I was trying to garner pity, so you would allow me into the pack? I needed to speak with Bailey." Miles said, and Caleb looked at me incredulously. Was this guy for real? His stories seemed to be swirling out of control.

Caleb chuckled. "Your stories seem so far-fetched, I think even you are forgetting the tales you have told. I know I struggle to keep up with them. Perhaps it is time you gave up trying to be an Alpha and considered a career as an author, because you are damn good at making up tales. Maybe it is time you gave up, Miles. We are not your pack, we are not your family, and we won't be easily swayed by you. Nor are we going to be idol- worshiping you, meaning you easily get away with things like you have been doing in your pack. Here you are held accountable for your actions."

Miles turned to look at Caleb, like his words meant nothing. "I think you forget, Alpha." The way he said Alpha was filled with venom. He did not like being put in his place, whether it was by an Alpha more powerful than him or not. "These girls are my pack. Always mine."

The way in which his last two words were said was intentional. Possessive... causing Zion to push forward agressively, growling, just as Marc was growling deeply behind me. Neither one liked this man staking claim on our women. "You might want to reconsider that, because Morgan is my mate, wearing my mark, and therefore became a part of my pack." Marc snarled angrily. He was ready to attack...

“Oh, dude, you are welcome to that one." Miles laughed.

I was heavily aware of Bailey's hand upon my arm. It had moved there the moment I had growled, in what I believed was an attempt to calm me. Her big brown eyes rested upon me, looking at me pleadingly. She did not want me to respond. But I could not leave it like this.

"Bailey is not yours. She is entitled to a life. To make choices of her own." I said, trying desperately to remain calm despite the fact I was battling Zion terribly within my mind. He wanted to be let out to defend Bailey. He wanted to take this man down. Destroy him...

"Awww, and you think she would pick you, do you, poor little Beta boy?" Miles jeered, an evil grin upon his face.

"Miles!" Bailey snapped, while Zion pushed further forward and hair began to appear thicker upon my arms...

Miles laughed. "Oh, did you not like

that Beta boy? Realizing she would not want you when it came down to it? See, we were always brought up to be loyal to our pack. Bailey has never failed in that. See, she is one of those people who goes above and beyond to do the right thing. Trying to please everyone. Always doing what was expected of her to remain loyal to the pack, so what makes you think she would pick you now over her upcoming Alpha? Over her pack?"

I rolled my eyes. His description of Bailey was too close to being accurate, it worried me. Surely she would not be foolish enough to lose her opportunity of freedom because of her ties to her pack? I felt sick at the thought... And this fuckwit was getting on my last nerve now, and as I went to stand to deal with him, Caleb mindlinked. 'Sit. I am dealing with this.' He ordered.

I had no option but to follow his order, and did just that, placing myself next to Bailey on the bed, who looked at me with confusion. "Right, Miles, you came to speak with Bailey, did you not? Yet all you have done so far is insult my pack members." Caleb said angrily. He sounded like he had had enough now too, not that I can blame him, he likely wanted to get home to Eden by now.

“Well, perhaps if they would all fuck off, and let me speak to her instead of acting like a personal guard, I would have been able to talk to her." He snarled.

“We are not leaving her." I growled back. “And surely Bailey should have a choice as to whether she even wants to speak with him. Considering everything? She likely wouldn't want him anywhere near her, and could you blame her?"

Miles rested his angry gaze upon me, his eyes flashing between his own and his wolf's, telling me he was as equally desperate to fly at me, as was at him. "She will listen ast

to me. She is from my pack. ¿am her

upcoming Alpha. This is pack

business." Miles said bluntly.

“Fucking pack business?!" I snapped. "No, it is you here in a desperate bid to get her back because you fucked up. Why the hell would she want to listen to you?"

"It is our business. Fuck all to do with you." Miles snarled. “I have things I need to say to her. Things she needs to listen to."

"If it is to do with Bailey, it is to do with me..." I began.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

"Stop!" Bailey interrupted, and at that moment my heart faltered. She wanted to listen to what this dick had to say?! "I want to hear what he has to

say."