Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

11

Chapter 11 Asher

The night of our former Alpha’s party was here, and the pack was in good spirits. | was wishing | could be any

place but surrounded by so many cheerful pack members, but | was putting on my

happy face, and being the ever gracious host.

“You have done a good job bro!” Caleb called over to me, as he walked across the dancefloor set up on the

training field, his hand holding that of his heavily pregnant mate, and our pack Luna, Eden.

“Thanks.” | nodded at him.

“Asher, you look fed up, love.” Eden walked across to me, resting her head of long, dark braids upon my

shoulders.

“Just tired Eden, not sleeping too good.” | explained. “And hoping tonight goes okay.”

“You worry too much, you know that once everyone has a few drinks down them, they won't care how much

planning went into the party.” Eden says with a light-hearted giggle, and | can’t help but smile at her words,

because | know she is right. Once the drinks begin to flow, then the majority of the pack will be having far too

much fun to even care about the details.

“So long as Uncle Isaak enjoys himself, then | am happy.” | told her, giving her a hug.

“He wasn't expecting a party, so his face was a picture. You saw that. We made his day. And if he keeps drinking

he won't remember a blo ody thing anyway!” Caleb says with a grin.

We had the whole of our pack here, plus many of his friends from neighboring packs too. As an Alpha, my Uncle

had been much respected and gained many allies, who, in later years, had becfriends too. Most of whom

were delighted to cand join him at his birthday celebrations tonight. And seeing my Uncle walking around

catching up with them all now shows we have made the right decision.

| grab myself a drink and linger at the edge of the party. | can see my Uncle chatting to sfriends, and the

sheer joy upon his face tellshe is happy, which means, all the has sle and hard work was worth it. The family

he is speaking to | can’t say | recognize. So | can only assthey are from off pack. But, | can see my Uncle

chatting to a man and his family. As | look, one of the women, who | could only assis the daughter of the

man my Uncle is speaking to, looks up to meet my gaze. Big brown eyes, almost like a deer caught in headlights,

bless her. Looking like she would rather be anywhere than here right now...

Hell, I have to say | know that feeling only too well. As much effort as | may have

put into organizing this party for my Uncle, | do not want to be here. | smile politely, but she quickly looks away,

so | ass| may have made her feel uncomfortable. Not my concern, not like | know who she is.

| returned my gaze to the others enjoying the party, and could see the drinks were flowing freely and there were

many of our pack members that looked like they had already had too much to drink. | have a feeling the clean-up

duties tomorrow are not going to be fun. I think I best to avoid those...

“Are you okay Asher?” Eden’s voice interrupted my train of thoughts, which had been excuses | could use for

getting out of the clean-up.

| smile at our pack Luna. Her heavily pregnant bump seemed to be making her look heavily out of proportion

now, and she was beginning to look uncomfortable. “I am fine.” | replied. My set and standard reply. Easier than

going into anything deeper than that. | am sure she did not need a detailed analysis of my feelings. “Are you?

You like tired, chick.”

She rests her hand on her belly and gently strokes it. “This little swine in here. Saps all my energy. | can tell he is

Caleb's pup. He doesn’t know how to lie still. Just like his big brother was!”

I chuckle. | remember her forever complaining during her first pregnancy that their son, Matty, was forever

kicking ten bells of sh it out of her insides. Seems this little one was doing the same. A standard part of

pregnancy | would assume... | can’t say, as | never got to go through that with Isla. She had gone before we

experienced that...

“Make sure you use it to your advantage. Get Caleb running around after you.” | tell her with at smile, and she

begins to laugh.

“He tries, but then he gets under my feet and gets on my nerves!” she rolls her eyes, and | laugh. It swear there

is no pleasing her!

“You think everyone is enjoying the party?” | asked Eden’s opinion, and she looked atwith a shake of her

head.

“You really need to ask that?” she asks me, resting her hand upon my arm. “You know they are. Listen...” she

tilts her head to the side as if to listen, her chocolaty brown skin catching the glimmer of the fairy lights we were

standing underneath. “You hear all the laughter? The happy chatter? That is enough to tell you people are having

a great time.”

| listened like she said and had to say she could be right, and found myself nodding in agreement. “I guess so.”

“There is no guessing about it, Ash. | know you may not want to be here, but everyone else does, and they are

enjoying it. You did good, like we knew you would. Why do you

would. Why do you think we asked you to help organize it?” Eden rests her head against my arm.

“Because you guys like to findthings to do to keepbusy, | am sure | am too fussed about being here.” |

admit.

of it. And no, | can’t sav

Eden looks up at me, her big blue eyes gazing at me, full of concern, before she shrugs. “Well, | guess you have

shown up. You have had a drink, so you don’t have to stay too much longer. Your Uncle can’t complain too

much.” She grins. “Besides, | think he was on the tequila before, so a few more of them, and he won't even

notice you aren't here. He won't notice anyone is here. He could be in an empty room, and he would still be

chatting away like the room was full.” She says with a mischievous grin, and | laugh, because she is right, my

Uncle was terrible once he has had too many tequilas.....

“Asher!” | heard a voice calling my name, and | turned to see where it was coming from, and as | thought, it was

my Uncle. Strange, considering the conversation | was just having....

“Vou were

were cavino?” | muttered to Eden who grinned before wandering away though

it was more of a waddle now, to her mate.

“Asher, there you are boy...” my Uncle, our former pack Alpha Isaak, cwalking over to me, though from

where | was standing it did look like he was already struggling to walk in a straight line. | wonder if Eden and my

estimations had been right, and he had already had a few too tequilas...

many

“Asher!” he yelled again, though why he felt the need to shout | have no clue. “I have someone | need you to

speak to.”

Great... So much for a quick escape...

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