Beauty and The Beta (Bailey) novel Chapter 191

I made my way across the dining hall, and I noticed the beauty suddenly flee, dashing out of the door as quickly as she could, and my heart dropped. Was this her wanting to get away from me? Reject me?! I felt sick at the thought. I was evidently older than her, by maybe five or six years, potentially even more... but I could still be a good mate, I was sure of that… My wolf whimpered now… the bouncing around was gone, and he was almost unbearably unsettled. The thought of his mate running away at the first chance of meeting us was not a good feeling... in all honesty, it filled me with dread...

I dashed through the door, my eyes darting around to see if I could see the beautiful vision of a woman I had just seen… but my eyes saw nothing… an empty corridor, until my eyes fell on Bailey, who I smiled politely at, before my eyes dropped to Asher on his knees by her side… until I saw her… my girl… MY GIRL in HIS arms…

My wolf growled possessively as we made our way down the corridor to them. I needed to be with her. She looked to be passed out. Out cold. What the hell had happened? Had someone hurt her? I would kill anyone for hurting my mate… I dropped to my knees to be by her side, desperate to check she was okay.

Bailey looked at me, like she was in complete shock. Had she realized what was going on? “You?” she muttered, and it was evident she was shaken by the whole situation, and she was not the only one! I had not woken today expecting this... I was beginning to lose hope of ever finding my mate…

Asher and I looked up at Bailey. I think a look of surprise on both our faces at her words. Then Asher suddenly turned to be, the most ridiculous grin upon his face. “No shit.” He was a dick. He had forever teased me that I’d never have a fated mate. That, with my womanizing ways, I’d have worked my way through them all so that the moon goddess would have run out of options… I was never that bad, and Asher knew it, yet he still found it amusing all the same.

“Marc…” I could hear Bailey whispering, as we began walking toward Asher’s office. “I know you are likely excited to find your fated mate, but please be careful… she is scared of being hurt.” She told me, and I have to say I was a little confused by her words. Why would she be warning me of this? Why would my mate be scared of being hurt? Unless… And I found myself turning to look at her, my wolf lingering dangerously close to the surface…