Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

Chapter 0187

Morgan and I laid on my bed, staring at the ceiling chatting like we used to when we were younger. About anything and everything under the sun. Laughing and giggling at the most ridiculous of things, and I have to say, it felt so good. I think it was the closest I had felt to my sister in a long time. "Aww, Bai, thank you for this!" she wrapped her arm over my waist as she rested her head upon my shoulder.

"It is okay." I smiled at her. "I have enjoyed it."

"Do you think you will stay here?" she asked, and I froze. In truth, after the mess with Miles, I had always hoped I would find a pack that would accept me, allow me to work there and take me as an official pack member. But, then, I don't think I had considered the reluctance of my pack to allow me to go. But, now finding Asher too, I think I would love nothing more than to stay here. Officially, become a part of their pack, and f course, to see what was to happen with Asher.

I sighed, a long and deep sigh, and Morgan looked at me. “You aren't sure?" she questioned, sounding more than a little confused. I could only assume from her response she thought I wanted to live here permanently.

"Oh, it isn't that I don't want to. I just don't know if our pack would let me. I think the only way I could leave is if I find a mate. Because Miles has made it clear, I would not be given permission to leave otherwise." I explained. "And let us face it, I am not finding a fated mate, am I?!"

She smiled sadly. “Our pack rules are weird." She dismissed it with a shrug. “But, you are here now, and you never thought that would happen. So, never say never, right?" she squeezed me a little tighter. "Don't give up on what you want, Bai. You deserve it for everything you went through."

"I am guessing you don't want to go back?" I asked, knowing how hard she would find it if she did go home. Especially if Miles was getting married. She chuckled. "I am in no hurry, let us just say that. I am even considering university like you." And I was shocked by her words. This was never anything she had been interested in before. But I smiled.

"Do what makes you happy, Morgan, and don't let Miles hold you back. Speak to Dad, or Jordan. Let them help you. Remember, you have a fated mate out there too, he could well be your ticket out of there." I reminded her, and her face fell.

"What if he doesn't want me when he realizes I nearly gave myself to that nasty piece of work?" She chewed her lip anxiously.

"Nearly, Morgan." I reassured her. "The difference is, you didn't in the end. And even if you had, it would have been because you were manipulated by him. He is a master at manipulation. Always has been. Besides, not all mates wait. Your fated mate will think you are perfect the way you are, trust me."

"What, the way yours did?" she said with a smirk.

I gave her a gentle shove. "Yeah, well, he was a bit defective."

Morgan laughed. “A bit?!" she was laughing hard now. I shook my head at her.

I laid letting her laugh for a moment, while I enjoyed the sound. She likely needed to laugh. She needed a break from the emotions she had been battling. She turned and looked at me. "Ah, that felt good."

I smiled. "I figured it might."

"Do you think he will actually get married?" Morgan asked, and I knew instantly she was talking of Miles. So, as much as she is trying to act like she is getting over it, or that she doesn't care, she evidently does. She may want to hate him, but he has a tight grip upon her heart. Her first love, I guess. From her teenage

crush, so that isn't going to help...

I sighed. “Oh, sis, I don't know. I don't think I ever saw him as the settling down sort. A part of me can't help but wonder if it is to go along with what his parents want, so he can gain his title as Alpha." I explained and she looked at me surprised.

"Do you think?" she sounded full of hope at that thought, and I hated that she would still be clinging to any hope when it came to him. She needed to realize she was better off without him. He would destroy her if she kept giving him chances...

"Like I said, I don't know. Because, from what you then told me, the visits to pack to meet potential chosen mates didn't go to plan did they? And he picked this girl himself. So, perhaps she is someone he wants." I suggested, and I saw my sister's face fall, as she nodded.

"He did sound proud of her. But I didn't know if he was just trying to hurt my feelings." She whispered.

I reached for her hand and squeezed

it. Hating that she was hurting. "He enjoys hurting people, Morgan. You deserve so much better than him. promise you, when you meet the right one, you will know. And Miles was never the right one for you. It felt exciting because he was handsome, dangerous and the upcoming Alpha, that is all. But, it will feel so much more when it is the right person."

She looked at me through anxious eyes, and nodded. "I hope so. She whispered.

"I know so."

Morgan suddenly reached out and touched my hair. "Why do you straighten it now?"

I gave her a slight scowl. "Do you not remember all the things you would say about my curls?" I asked her.

She looked at me with a guilty smile. "I did bring you something, actually. I saw it when I was shopping. It is meant to help tame your curls. I never thought you should hide them. I'd have loved your curls, Bai. I got the boring straight hair from Dad."

I chuckled. I would never have guessed she envied my hair. "You brought something for my hair?" I asked, a little surprised at her kindness.

"Yeah, let me try it out for you! I'll do your hair!" she grinned. "Like a proper sleepover!" the excitement in her voice made me smile.

"I could give you a mini-makeover!" she said excitedly. "I love doing that sort of thing."

I found myself smiling. Who would have thought, a few months ago, Morgan and I sitting together, having fun, and doing makeovers? It was almost like we had slipped into an alternate universe... but if it meant I was being there for her... supporting her, then it was good for me...