Beauty and The Beta (Bailey)

Chapter 0138

I heard the Beta at the other end of the phone sighing too. "I am sorry Beta Asher, but that is not my place to decide to share that information. That would be Bailey's place if she chooses to open up to you. But, maybe I misjudged you. It seems you aren't that much of a bad guy after all. Even if you have a face like a shriveled up lemon. I will call Bai, and see if she will talk to me. I have a feeling I know who called her, and if it is him, we have problems." He said, hanging up, without so much as a thank you or a goodbye. Angering me further, but also leaving me filled with fear for the girl I know I should not care about, but for some reason, I am beginning to, and anger for the man who seems to have this hold over her...

Zion is rippling closer to the surface now, and I know there will be no pushing him back. I need to go for a run, and I need a proper run. One that gives him a chance to run until he is in pain from exertion. I rushed from my office down the corridor toward the doors of the packhouse, fighting with Zion for control. He will be shifting the first chance he gets. He needs this chance to burn off the surge of energy pulsing through him because of the anger he is fighting.This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

I went to push the door open and a petite body slammed into me, with her head down. I assumed, she was not paying attention to where she was going... though in truth I was more focused on keeping Zion pushed back... I realized in haste it was Bailey, and in the impact of knocking into one another my foot stood firmly upon her toes, as I heard her gasp sharply in pain. Zion whimpered suddenly at the thought of us causing her pain, and I quickly retreated with my foot, moving away from her.

I quickly allowed my eyes to look over her, trying to establish if she was okay, hating the thought I may have hurt her. But anger rages through me at the sight of her, recalling the pain of her pushing me away. The hurt she caused me... and a scowl took over my face as I snarled. "Do you just walk around in a fucking daydream? Watch where you are going and that sort of thing likely wouldn't happen.”

The look of shock upon Bailey's face was one I think will haunt my dreams, it was one of terror. She should not fear me, but now I think she might, as I quickly stormed away from her...

Zion was now whimpering while I battled my own emotions. Why is she having this effect on me? I cannot get the way she looked at me out of my mind...

'Perhaps if you treated her a little better, then she would not be terrified of you, you dumb fuck.' Zion snarled.

'Who are you calling a dumb fuck?' I snapped. 'She was the one who threw my offer of kindness and support back in my face.'

'Hmm, let me see... You, I believe, you dumb fuck. Do you not like it? I think it suits you. Dumb fuck. Dumb fuck Dumb fuck.' Zion chuckled.

'Zion.' I warned him.

'What? I got more if you would like?' He began. 'Asshat? Dickbreath? Rumpleforeksin? Buttmonkey? Besides, you know I am right, you are a dumb fuck for treating her that way. But you keep acting like a poor baby. She was upset and scared. I think it is normal to push people away. Especially if she doesn't think she can trust anyone. And let's face it, you hadn't exactly shown her you were trustworthy before that. Fuckwit.' Zion hissed, he was getting close to me blocking him, and he likely knew it, with all the insults he was throwing at me.

I stormed my way across the path around the back of the packhouse toward the treeline of the nearby forest which would allow me to shift, and allow Zion the freedom he

needed to take his anger out on some prey, and burn of the

over-spilling energy seeping from

him.

'Well, it was difficult for me to even let her get that close to me. For me to even be that caring, did she not realize that?' I snapped once more.

'Oh for fuck's sake Asher, I think she

may have had other things on her mind than how you were feeling at that moment. But you acting like this now may mean we lose her.' He growls and with that he is gone. He has blocked me. He is within the farthest reaches of my mind, and unreachable. I have pissed him off. But, that is nothing unusual, and it isn't the first time. Looks like I'm not going for a run... or perhaps I should say, he isn't. But, what bothers me more, is what the hell did he mean we are going to lose her? Why would he care?