All Chapters of The Beta and The Lost Heiress: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

TESSA’S POVIt was late at night. I was back in the room I had woken up in, standing at the window, staring into the night.What was Wraith doing now?Would he go back on his word to try to find me? Was he moving on… Perhaps spending the night with another woman by his side.The thought stirred a wave of jealousy in me. I shouldn’t care, right? In fact, if being with another woman would heal him, then I should want that for him—I should want his happiness; that was the least I could do.I took in a deep breath, about to return back to my bed when I spotted a figure. It could have just been me seeing things, or a trick of the night, but there was a man down there, hidden in the shadows.Wraith?I drew closer, palm flat against the window, and just then the man stepped into the light, and I gasped as the color drained from my face. Not Wraith. But someone I’d seen before—in those pictures. The man who’d stood beside the younger version of me in the picture mom showed me—he looked exactl

TESSA’S POVI woke up to realize I was alone.Maybe Logan had some things to attend to.Still half asleep, I dragged myself out of bed and headed to the bathroom. I stopped halfway when I spotted Logan wrapping a towel around his completely naked body. It hung dangerously low on his hips. I quickly looked away.I’d assumed he’d left, but he hadn’t.“I’m sorry.” I said, blindly backing away.“It’s fine, Tessa. You live amongst werewolves; soon you’ll get used to nudity.”I didn’t think so.“I thought you left.”“I wouldn’t. Not till you were awake.”I finally let myself look—forcing my eyes to stay on his face alone.“Thank you for staying.” I said, and he nodded.“I’ll return to my room now.”“Do you think we could begin with the application letters today?”“Yeah, but first we’re going shopping. I don’t know your size. If I did, you wouldn’t have to come along.”“I’m going… outside?” I asked, surprised.“You’re not a prisoner here, Tessa; you can go outdoors anytime you wish to.” He s

WRAITH’S POV“Do you think this would work?” Rex questioned.“It’s our best option.”I’d discovered that what kept a ‘drifter’ from penetrating a location was metal. That was why Logan couldn’t reach Rafaele, because he was trapped in a metal box.“Looks absurd.” Rex muttered, eyeing the fine metal dust coating the pack entry walls, the same I’d used round the main house. It did look ridiculous. “I mean, wouldn’t it make more sense to just build a full metal wall around the pack?”“It would be more reasonable, but then you seem to forget he’s not the only one affected by metal.”The metal boxes down in the dungeons weren’t just built to lock werewolves in—they doubled as punishment. Solid metal acts as a barrier, dulling everything: our hearing, our scent. A wall like that around the pack would leave us blind inside our own home.“I have to give it to you; this was really well thought of. The bastard has no idea we’ve discovered his little secret.”Perhaps he does; perhaps he doesn’t.

I returned to the pack house.Angelina spotted me and immediately headed my way, but I didn’t stop walking. I knew exactly what she wanted to say, and I wasn’t in the mood.“Wraith! Wait up.” She called. I didn’t, she ran after me anyway. “Gods, you look like a mess—”“Not now, Angelina.” I growled, and she took a step back, startled. Any other day, I’d feel bad, but now—now I couldn’t feel anything but rage.I walked into my wing, locking the door behind me.I headed straight into Tessa’s room, the very space I’d avoided like a plague since she left. It smelled like her; damn, everything fucking reminded me of her.I wasn’t ready; I wasn’t ready to visit her room.And so, I backed away.The guilt didn’t fade—the memory of pointing a gun at my mate, leaving her in that cell… all for what?Nothing.Without her, I felt so fucking empty.I let the shame burn into rage. But it wasn’t just mine—it was my wolf’s. He wanted out, wanted to show just how furious he was. And this time, I couldn

TESSA’S POVI awoke to a wave of nausea.I stumbled out of bed and hurried to the bathroom, bending over the toilet as I threw up everything I’d eaten. It had been like this for the past three days.Whatever I managed to keep down never stayed for long, and it was starting to worry me, all I could do was hope it would pass.I brushed my teeth and rinsed my face before heading out of my room.It was so early in the morning, I didn’t think Logan would be awake yet.I needed air, and suddenly the urge to step outside was irresistible; I found myself making my way to the door.“Tessa, where are you going?”The voice startled me, and I nearly lost my footing.I spun around to see Logan descending the stairs, slipping into a grey shirt.“I’m sorry, I just needed some air.”“You don’t have to apologize; I told you, you aren’t a prisoner here.”“Did I wake you?”“No, I wasn’t sleeping. I just needed some air too—and I wanted to talk to you, but I guess that can wait till later.”“Now is fine.