Beauty and
Beauty and 58

Chapter 58 – Miles

I have no clue what day it actually is now. I do the things in pack. expected of me the best I can, avoiding most people as much as possible. But I escaped as soon as I could to have a drink. Quite simply, drinking has become a normal part of my routine, and I did not know what I would do without it now. But, the thing with being a werewolf was alcohol had little effect in small amounts. So, I had to drink larger amounts. And the more I drank, and my body adjusted to it, the more I had to drink to gain the same effect. This pack felt like nothing but a constant pressure upon my life I did not want.

Yet the power that came with it was too good to walk away from. That was the only thing stopping me from handing over my title to Ellis. He would likely make a better Alpha than me. He was more sensible. More kind and caring. More logical. And, of course, now he had the perfect f**g fated mate too. Me, on the other hand, had none of those things. And never would either.

I am sure Jordan walked away from me the other night. I can’t quite remember, but I have a memory of it, so I believe it happened, though it may have been a dream… who knows? The drink makes it hard to tell sometimes the difference between reality and imaginary… One thing I do know, is he ignored my calls too. He was picking that new w**e in his life over me. Was that how he thought things would be? I didn’t like that. Jordan was my closest friend. My closest ally. Had been since we were small. He was going to be my Beta. We have always been together. So, why was it all of a sudden I was second best

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to some second-rate bimbo that had appeared in his life?

He surely realized without me, he had no title? No claim to the Beta role… He needed me more than he needed some cheap. woman! It wasn’t like he and I had ever struggled to pick up women when going out together, so why could he not just be content with that? Be a decent friend to me?

My f**g Dad had not listened to me when I had told him that Uncle Donovan had manipulated him with the whole Bailey situation. I explained the whole sorry mess. Telling him in detail why she needed to be here, obviously not the real reason, as he could never know she had ever been fated to me. That would be the worst possible outcome. My Dad had always taken my opinion into consideration before, but this time, he simply laughed in my face! Laughed in my f**g face and told me to get over it. That Uncle Donovan had consulted him and it was fine. So, I needed to replace some other way to bring her back…

“Miles?” My Dad yelled as he walked into the house, while I tried to nap on the sofa.

“Hmm.” I grumbled, already sick of him, having managed to avoid him as much as possible over the last few days. Getting sick of lectures about my drinking and attitude. Since when was he f**g g***d? I was a grown man. Was I not capable of making my own choices? If I want to drink, that should be my choice…

“Sit up.” He ordered.

“Think I am good.” I muttered, staying where I was, laid out, with my eyes shut, no intention of moving for him just to please him. I am sure the lecture he no doubt wanted to give me could wait for another time. It was no doubt a repeat of the same one he

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seemed to have on replay. About responsibility… behavior… Alpha role… expectations… boring… boring… boring.

“I suggest you move before I move you.” My Dad ordered again, and this time I sat myself up and looked at him. He looked. f**g furious. What the hell had got into him lately? Mum suddenly decided to shut up shop and stop giving it up to him, and he had turned into a sex-starved moody b**d? That was not my issue, and did not need to be taken out on me…

I rolled my eyes at him. “What is wrong?” And just as I spoke, my Mum walked in, her eyes falling to my Dad and then to me.

“We doing this now?” she asked my Dad, making me all the more cautious. What the hell were they were talking about? Whatever it was they had evidently spoken about previously.

“I think it is time.” Dad said, looking at mum with a nod, motioning for her to sit herself down in the armchair where she always sits, especially for all her favorite shows.

“Anyone going to tell me what the f**k is going on?” I snapped, suddenly feeling angry at the fact that it felt like my family were keeping things from me.

“Yes, if you actually give us a moment. We are concerned about your behavior lately, Miles. Some information we learned has made us even more concerned.” Dad began, and instantly my mind was whirring into gear, wondering what information they had learned and from whom. I would kill whoever had given them information about me that put my reputation into doubt.

“So, we are not permitting you to become Alpha. You need to seek treatment. Then we might consider it. Also, you need to replace a mate. Obviously, it will now be a chosen one, won’t it?

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Seeing as you rejected the mate fated to you by the moon. goddess, breaking one of the rules given to you as an Alpha.” My Dad barked out once more, but I don’t care for him right now. It is his words that get to me. They hit me like a spear through my chest. Someone told him I rejected Bailey…

“Who the f**k told you that?!” I roared, standing from my seat.

My Dad stood to meet me. “You want to fight me Miles? When ninety-five percent of the time you are inebriated, right now? I wouldn’t advise it. Even when you are fully sober, I am still stronger. I can see your brain ticking. You are in doubt now. Wondering who betrayed you, right? You want to know who told me? Your pack. People who were concerned for the safety of their pack. Because it seems their upcoming Alpha has let his power go to his head. And trust me, as an Alpha, that is the worst thing he can do. So it is about time he reins his neck in, and sorts himself out, or he will not be becoming Alpha after all. I thought I had taught you better than that. But, I am telling you something, Miles. I will not tolerate this s**t. I will not put my pack at risk because of you. Never!”

My hands trembled in anger. He dared to threaten me with taking my title away? Something was born to inherit? Something I have lived toward earning my whole f**g life?! Some f**ker within my pack had betrayed me in speaking up… But I know my Dad is right. I cannot take him. He is stronger, and my head does not feel fully with it at the best of times. My wolf has barely been with it for days. And I swear that is because Bailey has been gone. That was why she needed to be back. Why did they not see that?!

“This is not right. You want me married off and getting anger management?” I demanded, because that was the only logical

treatment I could imagine they meant. I knew my anger had grown out of control and was something my parents were so frequently mentioning…

“Pretty much.” My Dad said. “Or you will not be the next Alpha, got it?”