Beauty And The Beta Novels & Stories

01: Beatrice Prieur. No one will love you if you’re unattractive. In my 24 years of existence, that phrase has been the only thing I’ve heard from my Mother who value looks more than anything. This world is cruel, why do omegas need to give birth to alphas? Why betas is the only kind to live a comfortable life? I wonder. I sighed as I glanced at the scene before me, my friend writing her manuscript, I don’t even understand why she’s so dedicated in those when it does nothing in her life. She’s earning money but not that much. I also want to do something that I really love.

“I believe the Beta is an honorable man. He would not simply use you for your body, especially knowing your past.” I let out a loud, frustrated huff and pouted, kicking at the sand. “Honorable? Oh, he’s honorable alright. He’s the most honorable man in the world. But he’ll never be kind to me. He’ll never be sweet or soft, like the Alpha is with you.”

" When they explained what would happen to me every full moon, I knew I needed to move away, to protect the people I care about. I joined a pack in another city. I'm still years away from being able to control myself when I turn. Once a month, I'm a monster who would kill you without any hesitation." I'd be lying if I said that thought doesn't give me chills. "It's not you, Dylan." "Surely you know that. You would never hurt me if you were in your right mind." I know. The silence hangs heavy between us. "What about Derek?" He's the alpha of the pack here, the one I joined when I came back. Alphas have the ability to cause pain mentally, to control their pack members if necessary, but they se

Being a Beta of a Pack is like a vice president of a business. “I see,” she says. “And what about you beautiful?” I ask. “Oh, I do a little of this and a little of that. Usually whatever takes my fancy,” she says. “So, kind of like a free spirit?” I ask her. “Exactly,” she says taking a sip of her coffee. “Nice,” I reply. Clearing my throat, “Maybe you would like to come and visit where I live sometime?” I ask her. She looks up surprised, “I think I would like that very much,” she says quietly.

I said to her through our mind link, making her blush. When the ceremony ended, the crowd cheered for the new alphas, the new beta, and the new gamma. We got down from the stage and the moment I stepped down the alphas and I were crowded by people giving us words of congratulations and blessings. No matter how hard I tried to get away and find to be alone with Brie, I was pulled from one place to another. Everyone congratulated us, giving us gifts and their blessings. Even the werewolf Queen, Abbie, who just so happened to be the former Luna of the Blood Moon Pack, where Anthony is alpha now, came to our ceremony.

Pack with newly bought clothes arranged by the Luna herself, Kamila thanked them once again and bid her good bye. Today, Blue Moon pack will go back home. She excitedly went to where Travis' car is. She sat on the front seat, totally ignoring Blake. She doesn't need the Alpha but she must act accordingly to get what she wants and that is Travis.

I added, hoping that would sway her. But instead her eyes fell on the Beta, tears beginning to build. And he suddenly enveloped her in an embrace. Angry eyes were upon me from all directions as I began to realize my plan was failing miserably. I was about to speak again, try desperately to win Bailey over, when I saw her whispering to the Beta. And then I saw a smile spread upon his face as he looked at her adoringly as she offered him her neck. Before I could move, his canines had elongated and his teeth sunk into her neck… he had marked her!

Underground safezone, Beta Beta leaned over a man strapped to a chair. A former Vairo syndicate coder. He trembled, sweat dripping from his temples. “You… you’re not her. But you look like her.” Beta smiled sweetly. “I know.” She crouched, cupped his face. “And soon, no one will remember she ever existed. Only me.” She lifted a pistol. His mouth opened to beg Bang. Blood sprayed the walls. She stood, wiped her face clean. Then she walked to the screen. Typed into the system console:

It was the Beta. The door opened, lights were switched on and Beta appeared in front of me. He was the most handsome man I had ever seen. Dressed properly, he could be mistaken as an Alpha. His golden eyes were now transformed into a beautiful shade of ash-grey. They flickered at me with an undecipherable emotion. He confused me. “I am here to take you to the Alpha. I am giving you one last chance to save your life, rogue.” He spoke, again with cold indifference and I winced at the addressal.

“Please let me borrow the body of your beloved.” My blood turned cold. Her voice… It wasn’t Emilia’s. It was deeper. Older. Echoing. “I need to teach this traitor a lesson.” My eyes widened. My heart hammered against my ribs. “Who… who are you?” Her smile widened—beautiful and terrifying. “I am what you would call the Beta,” she said softly. “But long before such titles existed, I was the Beta to the Moon Goddess herself.” My breath caught. She leaned slightly closer.