NovelEnglishChapter 0114
I had headed to the dining hall for my dinner, looking forward to going back to my room and relaxing for the
evening. So, | was more than a little surprised to have seen Marc, the warrior who had savedfrom getting
lost as | queued up. He had waved as he cinto the hall with sother warriors, and cacross to see
me, a big smile upon his face.
“Well hello, hello.” He winked. “You didn’t get lost on your way here then?” he teased, gaining scurious
gazes from the men with him.
| shook my head and gave him a disparaging look. “Ooooh, funny. You left your sense of humor out there then?” |
asked, and he grinned.
“So, con then Miss Bailey, how did your first day go, | have been thinking of you all day...” he paused
momentarily. “That sounded bad didn’t it?”
One of the other warriors with him looked at him with a grin and nodded. “Was that why Wes could bring you
down?”
Marc gave him a sarcastic grin. “Funny. Bailey knew what | meant, she is working with my Mum. Mum has been
on about her working there for the last few days, so | was wondering how she got on, is all.” He explained and
the guys with him, all dressed in the black cargos and black t-shirts and heavy black boots, that seemed to be
the uniform for the warriors, nodded as if they agreed.
“Well, thank you for asking, whether you were being weird or not. My first day was good, thanks.” | told him, and
he winked.
“No problem princess.” He said as we moved along in the queue. “These are sof the guys from the team |
work in, Wes, Aziz, and Felix.” He introduced his friends and | smiled at each of them, while they nodded atin
greeting.
We waited a little while longer within the queue and | stood awkwardly as the four of them joked around. So, as
soon as | had the opportunity, | sorted my food, and said my goodbyes to Marc and his friends. Feeling it was
better to give them their space, and to be honest, | was craving peace again, so | went to find a quiet place at a
table in the corner of the dining hall where | tended to go and eat on my own each evening. | was surprised when
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt| looked up to find Marc had cto sit with me.
“What are you doing here?” | asked. “You don’t have to sit with me, go sit with your friends.” | told him, really
unsure why he would choose to cand sit withwhen he barely knew me.
“And have the lady sit on her own?” he said with a smile. “What sort of gentleman would that make me?”
“One, that | assfrom how Beta Asher reacted isn’t much of gentleman.” | teased, and he chuckled.
“Hmmm. Is that right? You want to remember | saved you. So, | am sform of a gentleman." he playfully
grinned. "And there wasthinking you were a sweet girl.”
| smiled, with a shake of my head. “I don’t think I said that.”
“Oooh. Now, this sounds fun.” He wiggled his eyebrows atsuggestively, and | felt myself blushing,
completely not meaning it the way he seemed to be now implying.
“That is not what | meant.”
“Aww, you spoilsport, getting a boy excited.” He winked at me, before eating his food.
I laughed. He seemed to be so easy-going and funny. Carefree, and liking to tease. In sways, he reminded
“Did you have a good day at work?” | asked him.
And soon | found myself lost in his tales of his warrior training sessions he had endured during the day, but, |
found myself laughing at the way he told them. Again, in this way, he reminded so much of Harley, always able
to make a story sound amusing. He sounded like he was a pretty senior warrior within the pack from the way he
spoke, and the way he spoke of his training and his team, | could see that being a warrior meant a lot to him.
“I bet your Mum is proud of you.” | told him with a smile.
“I think so, maybe a little. Though scared too, after losing Dad through being a warrior.” He says, looking down at
his hands, and I realized he felt a little uncomfortable.
“I am sorry.” | told him, unsure what else to say in such an awkward situation.
“Why are you sorry, princess? Not your fault. A risk of the job. We all know that when we do it. Doesn't stop us
doing it.” He says with a sad smile before looking up. As he looked up, so did I, and it was only as | did that |
realized that the dining hall was almost empty now. We must have been chatting for ages. The conversation had
been so easy and free-flowing.
“Wow, | think | have been boring you for long enough, Bailey. Go back to your room, have a soak in the bath and
relax. | think you earned it today.” He winked at me. “I am off to the gym.”
“Really?” | asked, shocked he would be going to the gym after training all day and after just eating.
“Hey, | didn’t becthis perfect without putting shard work in.” he said with a grin as he walked away.
“See you soon Bailey. Have a good night, sweet cheeks.”
The nicknhe gavejust then was a serious reminder of Harley, and | struggled to fight the tears that were
threatening, yet | smiled at him, giving him a wave as he walked away. Memories of Harley seem fresh in my
mind because of the way he remindedso much of him. | dropped my
head into my hands, as | picked up my phone, looking at the photographs | had of him, and | felt the tears
prickling in my eyes as I did. | hated how things had turned out...
| quickly stood up, knowing | didn't want to be seen crying in the dining hall, so | made my way out of the hall,
needing desperately to get back to my room. But, my fingers lingered over Harley's contact details,
contemplating messaging him or even calling him, as | walked back toward my room, but, | quickly shoved my
phone back into my bag, fighting the threatening tears.
My head was all over right now. So distracted with too many thoughts of him. Yet, | know | needed to allow him
this tto adjust to life with his new mate. | needed to let him go. He had never really been mine, and | should
have known that...
It was only as | got to the top of the stairs onto the landing I crashed into the toned body of someone, face first...
all because | had been distracted. With a heavy thud as | impacted them, | stumbled a little, and there was
nothing I could do... | began to fall backwards... my heart racing at the fear offalling. My arms flailing
desperate to grip onto something... my eyes tight shut, fearful of the fall to the bottom of the stairs... but
suddenly two strong arms grabbedand pulledupward... as | was pulled into the embrace of someone...
as | pried my eyes open, my gaze met the eyes of Asher...
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