Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

Chapter 0141

I saw my Mum smile back. "Thank you so much, we thought he was a lost cause." And I felt like dying of embarrassment at her words. Nothing like humiliating your own child and making me sound like a fucking monster! This is a woman I want to be with, and my mother is making me sound horrendous!This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“Oh, no, you should never think that. Nobody is a lost cause. Miles has done well. He may have days when he struggles, but if he reaches out, we should be able to help him, so long as he remembers the things we have taught him." Kaia said with a smile in my direction and I felt my heart flutter from her gaze alone.

What the fuck is happening to me? I do not get all soppy eyed over a woman?! I am the sort of guy who fucks-em and leaves-em. Not willing to get into drama with them. All far too much hassle for my liking, yet this woman seems to have my attention, and I have not been able to stop thinking about her since I met her...

"Well, you should say thank you, Miles, and we will get going, we have things we need to do." My Dad says bluntly, already acting like having to come here to collect me was an inconvenience, before he looked to Kaia and Alpha Aaron. "Thank you to you both, and all your staff."

I looked to Kaia, a smile upon my face. "Thanks for everything." I tried to remain casual, though I desperately wanted to give her a hug. Just to be able to hug her. Touch her. Take in her scent...

"No problem. Good luck with everything." She said, before turning and walking away, like I didn't even matter. She didn't even seem to care that I was leaving. Had I imagined there was a connection between us?

"Here is your support pack." Alpha Aaron said, handing me a small bundle. "All your treatment papers are in there. Along with the treatment plans used, so you can utilize them if needed. As well as contact details for staff if you need the out-reach support once you are home. Good luck Miles."

I nodded in his direction with a smile, as I followed my Mum and Dad from the room, my Dad already marching his way through the center toward the parking area. He was obviously in a hurry to get away. "Right Miles, we have a lot to arrange when we get home." He says coldly.

"Oh, so no well done, son. We are proud of you?" I asked sarcastically, a little irritated that neither one of them seemed bothered that I had done the treatment as they had asked of me, with no issues and quicker than expected too, because I had asked for more treatment each day.

"Why would we be proud? Perhaps if you weren't such a difficult child you wouldn't have needed it." Dad said as he got into the driver's seat of his car with a snarl, telling me he was far from impressed with the whole thing. So, evidently, this was not enough for them either.

"Mum?" I tried with her, but she shrugged.

"I am not sure what you want me to say, Miles. Your Dad has just had to see another Alpha there, show weakness to him, with his son and his apparent heir attending treatment. It doesn't reflect well on

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us as a pack. So, why would he be proud? Think of it in that regard. I am afraid it isn't all about you, and how you feel. You may feel you have done well doing some therapy, but in truth, through your actions you have let your pack down, massively."

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My mother's words hit me hard. Who the hell did she think she was talking to?! feel my anger racing to the surface, but I know if I kick off now, I will be carted straight back into the treatment center, so push it straight back, and take a deep breath, climbing into the car, sitting behind my Dad, not saying a word, seething in anger.

"Now you have done that, I do not expect to see your attitude and anger being an issue, Miles. Do you understand?" My Dad said with authority evidently wanting to show me who was boss. I clenched my fists in fury, as he continued. "And now, we will begin the next step of your reprisal. You will find your chosen mate. You will do a tour of all the packs. Until we find a suitable chosen mate for you." Content

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His words are cold and to the point, but they fill me with dread. I am not going to get a say on this, and I know it. Because if I refuse, I am likely to lose my title. The only other option would be to challenge my father for his title...