Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

Chapter 0234

We fought. He was well-trained. Skilled in his fighting techniques. There was no denying he had given me a good fight. Both of us were littered with wounds and sprayed with blood. But finally, my wolf had him pinned after being able to knock him off balance; and as much as I hate to admit it, I think that had been sheer luck. But now we had him where we wanted him. I could finally take my revenge...

The eyes of the warrior wolf looked up at my wolf. I have him pinned to the floor, yet they are not filled with fear like I hoped they would be. They were filled with fire. Anger. As he continued to fight valiantly beneath me in a bid to free himself, while also attempting to wound me enough to lessen my hold. This fucker would just not give up, would he?! Well, he had pushed me too many times, and it was evident he still wanted Bailey, trying to be her fucking hero all over again...

I can't believe he had chosen my wedding day to make an attempt to win her back. That was lower than low. I thought when he had run from the pack in fear for his life, that would be the last we ever saw of him. Thinking he had seen sense that you don't mess with me. Knowing it would end his life. But here he was, looking healthy and happy once more. And the smile Bailey had on her face for him hadn't seemed to change...

Anger raced through me, as Jet snarled at him deeply as he moved his head toward him, jaw open, teeth bared ready to attack. He planned to end this. End any hope of a future for Bailey and her hero warrior. When suddenly the most god awful sound became apparent... so loud and high-pitched it hurt my ears... even Jet flinched in shock...

"Nooooo! The woman who was with him wailed in the most horrendous fashion, before Jet was kicked sharply in the head, sending him off balance, allowing the warrior to get out of my grasp. How had she been able to do that? How was a she-wolf so strong?! That kick had caused Jet's head to seriously vibrate...

"Harley enough now. We need to go. Think of the baby." I could hear the woman speaking and I paused, grappling for control of Jet. My thoughts suddenly confused. Everything I had been thinking may be wrong... This woman is with him? Not just a woman brought to make Bailey jealous? They were so much of a couple that she was expecting his child... did that make her his mate? He had never come to win back my mate.

Jet snarled once again, disregarding my thoughts that I knew he would be able to hear, and I knew he planned to continue this fight. But was there a need now? 'Leave it. He is irrelevant.' I told my wolf, fighting for control. 'He means nothing. He has a mate. He is no threat to my woman.' 'He needs to pay!' Jet growled, and I could feel just how on edge he was right now. He was desperate to take all his anger out on the man.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

'No. We need to go. Before she is too far away. We could catch them.' I snapped, realizing just how much time I had wasted battling with the warrior. Time I did not need to waste, because he was never a threat. He was nothing to Bailey. Not anymore. I quickly pushed forward, finally winning control. As I assume, Jet sees sense, and my bones cracking and contorting into my human form as I see the warrior wolf has done the same. His dark eyes were on me in anger. He may have a mate, but he still seems willing to battle for Bailey...

“Let her have a life. Let her be free.” He hisses as he takes the hand of who I can only assume is his mate, and they rush toward a car... which, oddly, is Beta Donovan's. But I ask no further questions as they both rush inside, and quickly drive away.

There are suddenly footsteps behind me, and I turn to find Ellis and Jordan standing looking anxious. Their eyes darted around. "Tell me you have not hurt anyone." My brother said to me with exasperation. "Not again Miles. Nobody deserves that, not over this."

I found myself rolling my eyes at him. He was truly pathetic. How my parents would ever consider him as Alpha was beyond me, he had no abilities there. He wasn't ruthless enough. Too caring and kind. But I took my angry gaze upon the pair of them.

"Can you see anybody that is hurt?" I demanded with sarcasm.

Ellis gave me a disgusted glare. "Wouldn't mean they couldn't be in the house, would it? And that we found you escaping. Definitely would not be the first time you hurt someone and ran."

I felt a smirk playing upon my lips. I know my brother does not like how I do things, but truly did not care. He was a pathetic excuse for an Alpha son. No guts. No brutality. Yet, I turned and looked at him. “ I haven't been in the house. So, no, I hur nobody, unfortunately. Unless you count Kaia's bit on the side. Would have been Kaia too if I hadn't learned Bailey was trying to fucking escape, thanks to your fucking father." I narrowed my eyes in an angry scowl as I focused my gaze upon Jordan. "They have all left."

“She isn't escaping Miles, simply returning home." Ellis said, a hint of bluntness to his tone. He seemed to be feeling awfully brave all of a sudden, standing up to me and questioning everything I was doing or saying.

I could only assume my Dad had

sent them, or the more likely of the two options, Beta Donovan. He had wanted to follow me when I left the office, and I knew my Dad had forced him to stay. The obvious

course of action would obvious

that he sent mindlinks to his son and my brother to come and do his dirty work. Get them to come and stop me doing any damage... hoping they could save Bailey...

The thing was, there was no saving her. She would always be mine. And I would be bringing her home whether her family liked it or not.

"This is her home!" I roared. "And because of this mess, she has gone, again, without my permission!"

Jordan snarled now. "Oh, and why does she need your permission? She is nothing to do with you now, Miles. She is not your mate. You rejected her."

The growl that flew from my lips

was loud and deep. Angry too. Making both my brother and my friend raise their eyebrows in surprise before glancing at one another with a knowing look. They had so clearly been discussing me. Yet, once more, I do not give a damo. I did not need reminding of the choices I had made. Yes, I had rejected Bailey. She had not been right for me then. But, she was right for me now. And I needed the additional power I would gain through being with my fated mate. I needed to make her mine. I needed to bring her back here and had no time to waste by standing here and chatting to these fucking idiots...

"Irrelevant. She will always be the one fated to me." I told him with coldness. "And I plan to go and bring her back."