Chapter 122 – Morgan
I followed my sister through the corridors of the packhouse in her new pack. It seemed a nice place, and I have to say, I
couldn’t help but notice a difference in her attitude… her aura. She.seemed so much calmer… confident… happier. And, I can’t lie, it suited her. This was not the same Bailey who had left our pack a few weeks ago. Maybe being around Miles had been dragging her down more than we realized.
The news that he had been her fated mate had shocked me to the core. I won’t lie. It had hurt me too, considering the fact I had loved him secretly for so long, and she had been his all along… fated to him… and then rejected by him… yet never said a word to any of us. And of course, then I had become involved with him too. And now, when I look back, I still don’t know if that was because he wanted to find a way to get at Bailey, or gain information on her, because from everything I had learned from my Dad and my brother, Miles seemed obsessed with her, despite the fact he had rejected her.
So many secrets were hidden initially, until they had come to speak with me. And all the information was spilled, while it felt like my world came tumbling down around me. Dad and Jordan had basically had to sneak Bailey from the pack to her new workplace. Why would he even want her to be kept in our pack if he didn’t see her as a fit mate? None of it made sense to me, but **g hell, it hurt. He was with me by that point. Trying hard to convince me to sleep with him… give my all to him…
I know how vicious Miles can be. think everyone in our pack knows that. He is known to be a bully… a bit of a dic
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wants to be. And over the years, Bailey had always been the butt of his jokes. We assumed it was because she was a bit of a geek, with her head forever in her books, but now a lot it seems a lot of it was resentment that she was his fated mate
Because, from what my brother had told me, he never saw her as good enough for him.
And, while we had always teased Bailey for not caring much for fashion or going out and having fun, she was still a natural beauty. She was pretty without even trying. And, she had the intelligence to back it up, though maybe that was part of the issue for Miles. Bailey was too smart for him. Making him feel inferior. I don’t know. But, the things I heard since Dad and Jordan had tried to warn me away from Miles had sickened me. Sickened me that he would treat my sister that way…
I can’t lie, I had felt flooded with guilt, much like Jordan, I guess that we had been blind to it. We had joined in so freely with the teasing… the bullying, thinking it was just playful taunting. Not realizing the depth of the cruelty, that Miles was actually sinking to. Bailey had suffered because of her fated mate worse than she ever should have done. Why he couldn’t just reject her and let her go, I would never know. And, I can imagine she had thought the same so many times too…
But, then he seemed to attach himself to me. And, me being naïve, taken in by his status, and his charm, not to mention his attention, I had fallen for him. Far too easily. But, I had always. adored him, from being a young teenager… the handsome, upcoming Alpha… my big brother’s best friend… school sport’s star… he had been perfect in my eyes. So, when the warnings. from my brother and my Dad had come, they had simply fallen. upon deaf ears. I wanted him, and nothing would stop me. Even after he hurt me, time and time again, I kept returning… he was
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like a drug I was addicted to. I had naively thought he would pick me for his chosen mate. Pick me for his Luna.
Bailey opened the door to her bedroom. It was only a small and basic room, with a double bed set up. “Asher… erm… Beta Asher said we could get a camp bed in here for you if you don’t want to share the bed with me.” She said with an awkward smile.
Hmmm, seems my sister is a little more friendly with this Beta than she is letting on if she is calling him by his first name, I would say. But, I let it go, if she wanted to let me know, she would. “I am good sharing with you, be like when we used to stay with Grandma” I grinned at her, and Bailey laughed.
“Wow, that has been years, Morgan!”
“Just like old times then!” I smiled at her, and she nodded.
“Sorry, my room is nothing exciting, they are setting a house up for me. But, with me wanting to come here so suddenly, they had to put me in here.” Bailey explained, and I understood. She had been in a rush to get away. After the situation with Miles had got worse from what I understood.
My Dad and Jordan tried to explain things to me as best they could, in a bid to warn me away from Miles. Not that it had worked. I am beginning to wish I had taken heed of their warnings now… but sadly, my feelings and st**ty had won over. And the packhouse in which she was living seemed nice enough. Her room was modern, and had all she needed, including an en-suite bathroom, which was more than many packhouse rooms did.
“Honestly, Bai, it is fine, I am just glad to be here.” I admitted. “Glad to be away from there.”
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She nodded. “I know that feeling!
“How did you do it?” I asked her. He had to have hurt you so much more than he ever did me.”
She shook her head. “I don’t know that he did, Morgan, because there is a difference between me and you. While he did some sh**y things to me, I never fell for him. There were never any feelings between us. Yes, there was the matebond, but it wasn’t difficult to fight when you hate someone the way I did.”
I looked at her in shock, I honestly thought she may have had some underlying feelings for him, especially with the matebond. “You never wanted him?”
She laughed, almost ironically, before shaking her head. “Wanted him dead maybe.” she joked. “But no. Not even a little. I hated him, Morgan. When we were young, and I mean young, yeah, we got on great, but as he got older, he turned into such a jacka**, and treated me so s**y. Made me feel so bad about myself. For no real reason. And I ended up hating myself, all because of him. And because he was the future Alpha, most of the others our age in the pack would do the same. Made my life hell. Why do you think I didn’t like going out? Why do you think I spent so much time with my head in my books? Because I had little else to do. Because it was better than sitting thinking about the **t going on in my life, all because of that f**r.”
My heart tightened at her words. was one of those others. I had willingly joined in with my own sister’s bullying. I had made my own sister’s life hell. To the point she wanted to leave her own pack.
“I’m sorry Bai, I never knew you felt like that. I thought you enjoyed studying.” I whispered.
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Dives me you Morgan? my sister asked me softly, and I sat myself on the edge of her bed letting out a deep sigh
“Physically one the grabbing me, and the occasional stove, I guess not to Emotionally, yes. But maybe that was my own
fault for letting him.” I told her, and she was quickly by my side,
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her arms around me, hugging me
“You know none of this was your fault, it was that f**k face. He will be made to suffer, Morgan. He will get his punishment, one way or another.” She told me, and in that instant, I knew coming to see my sister was the right thing to do.