Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

Chapter 0150

We pulled into the parking area outside the packhouse of the Silver River Pack, and I have to say I was already greatly disappointed. The pack was pathetic. Small and evidently worth very little. I could see why they were trying to marry off one of their own to an Alpha like me. Thinking it could bring something good for them. Well, I had news for them, it would not happen.

“This is a shit hole Dad." I muttered. "Why would we even acknowledge their offer?"

“Miles, we are willing to do what it takes. You need to be willing to meet them all. You may meet the one you didn't realize was for you.” he told me, with a knowing look. "So come on."

I watched as my Dad stepped from the car, looking more than confident. Seemed to me that my Dad was willing to marry me off to anyone. Just to have me find a mate. Thing was, I was not about to do that. He had a plan, I knew that. But my plan was so much different to his own. And I knew that with the two combined it would spell disaster. Yet, I followed him anyway.

The moment we approached the doors of the feeble attempt at a packhouse, the doors opened, for a tall, red-headed man to walk out. I could only assume the guard at the gates had mindlinked to let them know we had arrived. "Good morning Alpha Marshall, and I assume, upcoming Alpha Miles?" the stocky man said with a brief nod of his head as if in acknowledgment.

I instantly did not like him. He was acting like he was something special when his pack was like a shriveled up heap of shit. It was a nothing of a pack, yet this man was striding around like it was an empire. Dick.

"Hi Alpha Owen." My Dad nodded at him too, offering his hand out in a handshake. Why he was playing at being so polite I had no clue. Did my Dad not realize that we were offering a massive opportunity in marriage to me, the upcoming Alpha of our pack? Yet my Dad was acting like they were the ones offering us something. Like we owed them something... my temper was rippling, and I could feel my heart pounding...

"So, young Miles, you have been rejected, I hear?" Alpha Owen said with a sympathetic smile. He gently pats me on the shoulder. And his touch only feeds my anger, making me want to punch him. While his words make me glare at my father. Is that what they had told people? They had lied to make me sound like the pathetic one? Creating a story to make me sound like a poor rejected Alpha on the hunt for a chosen mate in order to garner sympathy? How fucking dare they?!

The Alpha smiled again, before he continued. "It can happen, son. But we have our Beta's daughter who has been through the same, so perhaps you

and her were meant to be together. A perfect match, both knowing the pain of rejection.”

I swallowed the bile rising in my mouth. My whole body was trembling now with the rage that flooded through me. My Dad had made me sound like a failure for an upcoming Alpha. One that my fated mate had not wanted. There was no wonder there had been so few potential mates coming forward. How dare he?! My eyes darkened as my wolf, Jet, rippled close to the surface of my skin, ready to take out his anger, but my father's eyes darkened too, likely sensing the building fury within me.

'Calm yourself. Do not even think of showing me up, Miles. Or all talk of you becoming Alpha is done. You are representing our pack now, do not show our pack up.' My father mindlinked, and I knew what he had done. He had done all of this to test me. To test my self-control. He was pushing me as far as he possibly could. I glared at him, wanting nothing more than to fly at him. Free Jet to attack him, the way he deserved. But, I would not allow myself to fall for his plan. This was not going to break me. It was going to be close, but I would find a way to take out my anger another way.