Beauty and

Chapter 98 – Miles

We pulled into the parking area outside the packhouse of the Silver River Pack, and I have to say I was already greatly disappointed. The pack was pathetic. Small and evidently worth very little. I could see why they were trying to marry off one of their own to an Alpha like me. Thinking it could bring something good for them. Well, I had news for them, it would not happen.

“This is a shit hole Dad.” I muttered. “Why would we even acknowledge their offer?”

“Miles, we are willing to do what it takes. You need to be willing to meet them all. You may meet the one you didn’t realize was for you.” he told me, with a knowing look. “So come on.”

I watched as my Dad stepped from the car, looking more than confident. Seemed to me that my Dad was willing to marry me off to anyone. Just to have me find a mate. Thing was, I was not about to do that. He had a plan, I knew that. But my plan was so much different to his own. And I knew that with the two combined it would spell disaster. Yet, I followed him anyway.

The moment we approached the doors of the feeble attempt at a packhouse, the doors opened, for a tall, red–headed man to walk out. I could only assume the guard at the gates had mindlinked to let them know we had arrived. “Good morning Alpha Marshall, and I assume, upcoming Alpha Miles?” the stocky man said with a brief nod of his head as if in acknowledgment.

I instantly did not like him. He was acting like he was something

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special when his pack was like a shriveled up heap of shit. It was a nothing of a pack, yet this man was striding around like it was an empire. Dick.

“Hi Alpha Owen.” My Dad nodded at him too, offering his hand out in a handshake. Why he was playing at being so polite I had no clue. Did my Dad not realize that we were offering a massive opportunity in marriage to me, the upcoming Alpha of our pack? Yet my Dad was acting like they were the ones offering us something. Like we owed them something… my temper was rippling, and I could feel my heart pounding…

“So, young Miles, you have been rejected, I hear?” Alpha Owen said with a sympathetic smile. He gently pats me on the shoulder. And his touch only feeds my anger, making me want to punch him. While his words make me glare at my father. Is that what they had told people? They had lied to make me sound like the pathetic one? Creating a story to make me sound like a poor rejected Alpha on the hunt for a chosen mate in order to garner sympathy? How fucking dare they?!

The Alpha smiled again, before he continued. “It can happen, son. But we have our Beta’s daughter who has been through the same, so perhaps you and her were meant to be together. A perfect match, both knowing the pain of rejection.”

I swallowed the bile rising in my mouth. My whole body was trembling now with the rage that flooded through me. My Dad had made me sound like a failure for an upcoming Alpha. One that my fated mate had not wanted. There was no wonder there had been so few potential mates coming forward. How dare he?! My eyes darkened as my wolf, Jet, rippled close to the surface of my skin, ready to take out his anger, but my father’s eyes darkened too, likely sensing the building fury within me.

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‘Calm yourself. Do not even think of showing me up, Miles. Or all talk of you becoming Alpha is done. You are representing our pack now, do not show our pack up.‘ My father mindlinked, and I knew what he had done. He had done all of this to test me. To test my self–control. He was pushing me as far as he possibly could. I glared at him, wanting nothing more than to fly at him. Free Jet to attack him, the way he deserved. But, I would not allow myself to fall for his plan. This was not going to break me. It was going to be close, but I would find a way to take out my anger another way.

‘You know what you have done. Do you realize how weak you have made me seem?‘ I replied to him, and he shrugged.

‘Better to show a little weakness, than to show ruthlessness and no self–control. If they knew you had rejected your fated, not one would have volunteered their daughters. If you want to be the next Alpha, then these other packs need to see a dominant man. But one that can be in control when needed, you fool. You have none of that, Miles.‘ My father linked, before looking at Alpha Owen calmly, acting as if he was dismissing me and my irritation.

“So, shall we go ahead and meet this fine young lady?” he said with a smile.

“Of course, she is sitting in the gardens with her mother and father.” Alpha Owen was now watching me with narrowed eyes. Had he seen my temper rippling through me? As a werewolf, especially an Alpha, you had an uncanny ability to detect. feelings and auras. If he had sensed mine, I might have been in trouble…

He led the way, with my Dad and following him through what

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they considered their packhouse, which in all honesty was little more than a large home. But Alpha Owen seemed proud of his pathetic little empire all the same. “Come this way, he led us through the main lounge area, to some open patio doors onto a decked part of the garden, where a group of people sat at a garden table.

“Ah Alpha, our guests arrived?” a tall, dark–haired man stood, nodding at us in greeting, and I could only assume from his aura this man was the Beta. Making him the father of the woman I was here to see.

“Of course.” Alpha Owen led us to the table, and I glanced around to see a woman about my mother’s age with brown hair. And a younger woman, likely my age, looking nervously at me and my Dad. Fiery red hair, in loose waves down her back, piercing green eyes with the longest of lashes which she kept looking at me through as her eyes flickered between me and my Dad. She looked terrified. I could only assume this was Adelyn.

“Adelyn, Beta Kian, and Ria, this is Alpha Marshall and Miles.” Alpha Owen introduced us.

“So good to meet you all.” Beta Kian offered his hand to us, and my Dad, being the suck up he is, shook his hand heartily, while I looked down at it with disdain, earning me a frown from both. him, and the Alpha now by his side.

“Is there an issue, Miles?” Beta Kian asked, and I noted there was no sense of fear within his voice.

“Oh, other than you having the nerve to offer me, your reject of a daughter? Not only a she–wolf that her own mate did not want, but a she–wolf from a pathetic excuse for a pack. Do you know. what sort of insult that is to an upcoming Alpha of a pack like.

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The eyes of my own father and the others all widened in shock, while I heard a gasp from Adelyn before she burst into tears and fled from her seat evidently distraught. I found myself trying not to laugh. Did she truly think she would be good enough for me?

“I beg your pardon?” Alpha Owen demanded.

“Miles!” My father tried to quieten me. “I apologize for my son. speaking out of turn.”

“Alpha Marshall, you said you were more than happy to meet Adelyn. If she was never suitable, then you could have just said. How dare you come and insult her and our pack. I think it was time you left.” Alpha Owen almost roared at my father.

My Dad nodded. “I never had any issues with your pack nor Adelyn. This appears to be an issue from my son that he had not discussed with me, but believe me, it will be discussed. So, please, accept my apologies.” He nodded in their direction again before grabbing my shirt and dragging me after him through the house we had only moments earlier been led through by the Alpha.

Anger was seeping through every pore of my Dad. I wanted to laugh so badly, but knew I would likely end up with a black eye. But, it seemed my plan may be working…

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