Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

Chapter 0120

I had to force myself to attend yet more treatment just to prove to Kaia I was more than capable of doing what was expected of me. I would make this girl want me. If that was the last thing I did. It was driving me wild that she seemed to not want me. Never before had I encountered a she-wolf my age that could resist me. Normally they were falling over themselves to get their hands on me. I was fighting off offers of dates back in my pack and beyond.

Yet this she-wolf seemed to be resistant to my charms. And it was sending me insane. I would need to up my charm. Do what she asked of me, and make her see I was not a bad guy. Anything to lure her to my bed. I would have a taste of her before I was done here, I would be sure of that…

“Thanks for coming to another session.” Ben said to me with an anxious smile. This fool, I swear I could jump toward him, and he would shit himself. He was that on edge when around me. It was so amusing. I loved the feeling of power it gave me.

“Is that not what I am here for?” I snarled, allowing my canine teeth to elongate just enough to let them slip through my lips, so he could see them, and he stepped back a little into the wall, the scent of his fear filling the room. I wanted to laugh so badly, but instead, I walked away. “I assume I will be back again soon.” I asked, turning to look at him, pushing my wolf far enough forward, so my eye color changed too, knowing I would be scaring the fucker even more then too. NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

“Er…Erm..” he sputtered. “Y..Y..Ye..Yes. I believe so, Miles. Kaia will confirm.” His voice shakily agreed, and I continued back to my room with a smile upon my face, loving the power I had over others. The power that being an Alpha brought. It gave me a wolf with so much more power and dominance that most would quiver in fear at their presence. I was beyond ruthless, and so much more powerful than my Dad could ever be, and he would come to realize that when he eventually handed the pack over to me.

I opened the door to my room. Glad to be back alone, and eternally grateful that Kaia had not followed through with ther threat of putting me into a multiple-occupancy room. She was trying to gain a reaction from me, I am certain. She seemed to enjoy the power she had here too. That told me that her and I would be an exceptionally remarkable couple if she would just give me a chance. Both of Alpha blood, too, we could be so powerful as a pair…

I went to lie on my bed, thinking once more of the woman who had been taking over my thoughts since she had walked into my room. It made a change to the angry thoughts of Bailey, that was for sure. But, when I returned to my pack, I would be sure to bring that bitch home and make her pay for all this mess. I was here because of her. She had become too bold. Too confident. Too brave. So much so, that she felt she could share the secret I had ordered her to keep. The secret that had brought my life crashing down around me. Risked my title…

This had gone beyond me needing her there now for the power her being my fated mate would bring. This was about making her suffer for the pain and suffering she had brought to me, because of the damage she had caused by running to her family and my family and exposing my secrets. I would make her pay. She would live to regret her mistakes. And I would ensure she would regret them for every day of the rest of her life.

Suddenly there was a knock at my door, disturbing my angry thoughts. And the door opened. A member of staff stood there, brandishing a telephone within their hand. I had not had my phone since the moment I had arrived here. Cut off from my friends and my family. All a part of this treatment plan, apparently. Needing to be cut off from the world. So, I wondered now why they were bringing me a phone.

“Sir, your parents wish to speak to you, I do believe Miss Kaia informed you earlier.” The lady said nervously.

I nodded, suddenly remembering that was why Kaia had said she had come to my room, and I put my hand out to take the phone from the anxious-looking member of staff. Snatching the phone from her hand as soon as she was close enough.

“Hello?”

“Miles?” My Dad’s voice greeted me.

“Hey Dad. When am I coming home?” I demanded, hoping he would see sense and decide that this treatment option was not the right thing once he saw I had given it a go.

“Miles, you know why you are there. This treatment is to help with your anger issues. The problems you have been having. We need to try to help you. Or else we will have to consider your position, you know that.” My Dad said, sounding far too calm for me.