Beta Beta No Mi Mga Nobela at Kwento

Blake's voice drifted to her ear, “-can't trust her, she's only just become part of the pack, she knows nothing of the human world, Luca.” “I've told you, Blake, she'll be fine, she did perfectly with me. I'd take her myself, but... I can't. So I've got to trust my second, which is you. Are you telling me you're not up to being Beta!?” Luca's voice rose to the point that Alissa didn't need her ear pressed against the door. Alissa's eyes widened, Luca had said yes to her going and Blake was arguing. Packs do not argue with their Alpha, his word is law. What did Blake think he was doing? Alissa pressed her ear harder into the door. “Of course I am!” Blake exploded. “I've been Beta for three ye

I set the tea cup down on a nearby surface and I looked at Aria and I waited because her expression told me she was not finished. “The third thing,” she said, “was a phrase that made the other two cohere. I heard it clearly because the wolf who said it dropped his voice and the drop in volume actually carried it further in that particular space than his normal register had.” She paused for a fraction of a second. “He said Daemon’s Beta and what she’s worth to us unmated.”

They know I can’t touch them. I grit my teeth, / Where do you want me to be?/ /Come to our office, we’ll discuss the ceremony there./ I walk back into the packhouse. When I enter they are busy going through stuff. Bridget is sitting behind the desk and Breanna is looking through a pile of papers. I recognise the cover of the beta register. “We’re going to be the first female beta’s,” Breanna happily announces, “And probably the last,” Gunther snaps. “I presume you aren’t surprised about that?”

Today was about something just as crucial—finding Ben’s next Beta. Cheyenne had her feet kicked up on the corner of the table, arms crossed as she listened to the conversation with a thoughtful frown. Gunner leaned forward, elbows on the table, absently spinning a pen between his fingers. Tyler sat opposite Ben, still looking a little guilty despite everyone’s support. Ben, meanwhile, looked downright annoyed. “I swear,” Ben muttered, rubbing his hands down his face, “I think the Beta title is cursed.” Cheyenne arched an eyebrow. “Cursed?”

I asked, barely above a whisper. Imani immediately bowed her head. “My Alpha.” Alpha Lucian’s lips curved into a small smile as his gaze flicked to her. “Hello, Beta Imani.” Beta Imani? Our brows pulled together and Imani’s eyes widened, her brows knitting together again in confusion. “Beta?” “Yes,” he said calmly. “From today onward, you are to be my new beta. I shall have you asigned to it. Shock washed over her face, joy following quickly behind it, but before she could say anything, Lucian waved a dismissive hand. “Go. I need some time with my woman.”

With everything that was happening around me, I made a mental note about NEVER, NEVER discussing any of my plans with mom over the phone and would share the same with Mom. I repeat again that ‘JUST THE TITLE OF BETA FEMALE was given to me, not the powers and authority, not until I would get marked and mated with the Beta of the pack. After all this, both the pairs got themselves busy thanking the guest and all the tiny little functions that followed after that. “Are you getting bored?”, The Beta asked. Maybe he would have seen me making faces. “Yeah! I want to leave from here.”, I responded, getting irritated.

She doesn’t know me well enough to tell if I’m lying. I’m using that to my advantage now. I huff a laugh and shake my head. “I have no interest in dating anyone, Chris. Not after you.” “Still hung up on me?” she jokes. “More like you left a bad taste in my mouth.” She glares at me, all mirth gone from her face. “You better watch yourself, James. Everyone is on high alert right now, and even being the beta doesn’t make you immune from punishment.” “Good thing I haven’t done anything warranting punishment, then,” I fire back.

He said, "I meant if you wanted me to dismiss her. There's more than enough reason to fire her. Harassment at work, safety risks, and also, she just threatened you." The car glided out of the parking lot. The night air rushed in, and for the first time, I felt safe. "I know about your past with that Beta. You suppressed yourself for seven years, and he never appreciated it," he said quietly. We stopped at a red light, and he turned to me with a shine in his eyes. "I want you to know something, Lyrik. A Beta's mark means nothing for Alpha's mate. An Alpha's mark can fully replace it," he said.

Pouring enough of the alcohol, I gulped down half of it before resorting to light sips. It's hard being a Beta around here; there is so much to do and many annoying faces to see. I hope Kara enjoys her new space. I can bet she would hate her life more now there is no living presence around her; for someone like her who loves being the center of attention, it would be tough to cope.

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