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Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

Chapter 94
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Chapter 94 - Miles Being back in my pack felt so good. The place | was meant to be. The place | belonged. And

the place | planned to make my own. Despite not being away too long, it had been too long. This pack was mine.

My hand the place | needed to be. This place neededas much as | needed it. | would be the Alpha here.

| was certain of that. Of that there was no doubt. But, for sreason, my Dad seemed determined to want to

haveout of here before | had a chance to get settled again. Off on this search for the chosen mate they

seemed to be craving for me. | did not need a mate to makestrong. | was strong enough on my own. Or |

would be when | brought Bailey home. | needed. her close to gain my full strength that the fated mate brought.

That was what legend told us. And that was what | needed. | needed my full strength. She needed to be back

home. She should never have been allowed to leave. And | needed to find a way in which to do that. Yet, | had

not found a way in which to do that yet, not with my parents constantly breathing down my neck, or Jordan

followingaround like a little lost f**g dog, watching my every move. | had not found a way, but | would. And

even more irritating, was her number seemed to be disconnected now. She had gone. Uncontactable now

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through the number I had for her. Tellingthat she was intentionally not wantingto speak to her. So, |

needed to speak with her sister. That had been my plan for today, but Morgan was still in a mood withafter

our last argument... Chapter 94 Mies “Miles!” My Dad yelled from the kitchen, and I rolled my eyes from the

place | laid upon my bed. The sooner | could move from this hell-hole they called a family hand into the

Alphal suite the better. “We need to arrange these visits. | 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 findinghad best be willing to do all the child care and upbringing,

because kids were most definitely not something | wanted bothering with. But, | knew | needed heirs. That would

be expected ofas an Alpha. So, if my mate could deal with them, then we would manage. | would be the

powerful Alpha, she could be the mother. It wasn’t like | wanted the mate. She was more to keep my parents and

to sdegree the pack quiet. It was to gain my title. To keep my power. | just hoped we would find a willing

mate on this godforsaken tour. This needed to work... | stomped down the stairs to meet him. “What?” |

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 | was using the skills they had shownat the treatment center

and battled with my wolf to stop unleashing my rage, in order to allow my parents to think | was happy to go

along with this. They needed to believe that. | had to deceive them, then they would givethe title of Alpha.

Once | had my title, | 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 cChapter 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... | 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 daringto snap. | am sure he wantedto fail. “No. | was busy.” | lied. “What is wrong?

| thought we had gone over the plans. Like multiple times.” | complained, glancing at the paperwork my Dad had

on the table. If he expectedto 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 sshit tand tagain... 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 | had no say... My

choice would be Kaia every time, but each t| tried. dropping her nin, | was spoken over,

and | don’t even think they heard me. So, she was soon overlooked. | was lined up to see a number of she-

wolves of various rankings across multiple packs across the country. | could be gone for months. This is not what

| want. This was only going to delay my title ceremony. But, if he was asking for my opinion, maybe | could try

pushing my luck. Give him my honest opinion on something. Suggest an idea that | have not been able to get rid

of for days now, one that | truly think would work so much better than this lump of shit idea they had... “Dad, do

you not think | would bring more appeal if | was the 51 524 1208 Alpha?” | tried. “I will take a chosen mate. For

that, | assure you. | 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 meetif | was already the Alpha?” | hoped he would listen...

this could easily work in my favor... My Dad gavea 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 | consider titles.” “Are you for real?!” | roared. “I have done all you asked of me, and it is still not

enough?!” | stormed from the house, my anger pulsing through my veins. Heading straight for the treeline as |

strode away. | needed to get away from him before | attacked. him... it was getting so close each the pushed

phone. | scrolled through my contacts quickly to find who | was looking for, clicking the call button. “Morgan? |

am so glad to hear your voice.” | lied to her as her pretty face appeared upon the screen. | 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 caround too. She had always liked my sweet- talking. “I need to see your darling.”