“Do not go there Bailey, you stupid bitch. And I will say again, that job you went for the interview for is not happening. You belong here. This is your pack. I will be your Alpha soon enough. You will answer to me and no other.” I dictate, because I know that I need her here to ensure my strength. She was my fated mate. Or had been until I rejected her. The fated mate brings strength to their significant other’s wolf. I would not risk that. Not for anything. She would have to suffer.
“So you keep saying.” She rolled her eyes, and I felt anger rippling under my skin. I needed to get away from her, before I knocked her flying. I have been taught not to hit a woman. But this one, well, she pushed those boundaries, and certainly tested my control. Besides, I needed to speak to that warrior, Harley, I think Bailey called him.
I shook my head at her and walked away. ‘Harley? Are you free to talk?’ I mindlink as I move away from the psycho bitch.
I truly did not need this today. My head was battered as it was. Seeing your best friend find his fated mate was not the easiest thing in the world. I don’t think it would ever have bothered me if I had not been through what I had with Bailey. If I had been blessed with the fated mate I deserved, then seeing your friend meet his fated would be a good thing. But instead it filled me with rage. Rage and envy.
Especially when she was a stunner. A she-wolf to be proud of. Like a fucking beauty queen. Curves in all the right places. A seriously amazing personality too. How is it that Jordan has fate bless him like that, yet I get lumbered with his fucking sister? Something seemed to be wrong somewhere, it truly did.
But seeing Jordan meet this new mate of his, Gia, when she was visiting with some training warriors, was like something out of a fucking romance chick-flick. Quite sickening. And Jordan now was all puppy-dog-eyed over her. And it just made me realize how much I have missed out on by being fated to Bailey. It makes me hate her even more.
‘Sure Alpha, what is up?’ Harley responded.
I think he likely knew what was wrong. He had overheard a private conversation that was not for the ears of the pack. But, if he wanted to go down that path, then we would do that. ‘I just wanted to discuss what you overheard.’ I told him via our link, as I had lost sight of him while arguing with Bailey.
‘That Bailey was your fated mate?’ he replies, and I feel my temper rippling. Did he not believe the things I told him? I saw the way he looked at her. He didn’t look impressed with her. Though I had not realized he and her were that close. Jordan had mentioned there was a warrior sniffing around, not that I cared, of course. But, he looked hurt by my revelations, so I assumed he had taken what I said at face value and believed me.
‘She believed she was. I never felt that connection.’ I repeat my lie from earlier.
‘I don’t think you can have one-sided bonds, Alpha.’ Harley argues, taking me by surprise. This is some random warrior, and he is questioning my view on something? How fucking dare he!
‘Are you saying I am lying?’ I snarled through the link, feeling my wolf, Jet beginning to push forward. Desperate to go and punish this fucker. I was his Alpha! Or would be soon enough…
‘Well you seem to be saying Bailey is lying.’ He came back.
The blood pumping through my body feels like it is racing right now. My head hurts. My jaw clenched so tight. ‘Bailey lies a lot. I am surprised you haven’t worked that out if you spend so much time with her.’ I counteract. Giving him something to think about. I imagine he won’t think so highly of her if he believes that. ‘Now, where are you?’
‘At my training session.’ He says, knowing damn well I can hardly go, and confront him in front of a crowd of warriors and the pack Gamma. ‘And then I am going to see your father.’
His words register in my mind. Why the fuck did he plan to talk to my father? If he thought for one second he was going to expose any of this shit then he had another think coming. I would kill him before that happened…
I strolled through the rest of the pack while trying not to think of Miles. He was nothing if not persistent. I could think of no reason why he kept me here, other than the fact he gained some sick pleasure from seeing me suffer. And, the way he has changed in recent years, I would not be surprised if he had turned into some sort of masochist.
I hated that things between Harley and I were likely now ruined. The way he had looked at me had hurt. He had believed the words coming from his upcoming Alpha. But, then who wouldn’t? He was the next Alpha. Most, if not all, would believe him. Why would they doubt him? He was the golden child of the pack. Ha. Little did they know the only thing golden about him was the reflection of his glowing satanic eyes.
I knew I had been na?ve to think there could be anything between Harley and I. Harley had a fated mate out there. He would have believed I did too. Obviously I knew better. But, I have been enjoying our time together. He made me feel good. And perhaps, stupidly, a tiny part of me had considered that if things continued then a chosen matebond one day could be something to contemplate, couldn’t it? A chosen mate bond is sometimes thought to be stronger than a fated one, because it is one that is chosen. Your heart and soul pick it. The connection is already there before the bond is created.
Not that it would even matter, we had barely been seeing one another. We have been on a few dates. And he had taken the word of Miles over me anyway. My eyes drifted to the warrior training field as I walked past toward my home. I could see them working hard under the rays of the sunshine. Some in human form, some shifted into their wolf form. Rather them than me in this heat, that is for sure.
“Bailey!” I heard Harley’s voice, as I continued walking, and turned around, to find him jogging across the field, and he suddenly leans on the wall separating the field and the path.
I was so unsure of what to say, so I simply smiled in greeting. He looked a little sweaty after training, and no doubt the run from the training field. He was wearing training shorts and his chest was bare, revealing his toned chest and upper arms. I did my best to avert my gaze from his body, which I have to say was quite difficult when there was quite a lot to admire! You can definitely see why he was a warrior…
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