Closed Beta That Only I Played Novels & Stories

Mum treated my ankle and asked about the atrocities Jeremy had committed during this time. I ignored her and kept quiet. I wanted to save it until I was ready to tell her. I hugged my mum and cried. The pain was all over my body, but not as bad as the wound in my soul. I fell into misfortune and bad luck. I’m the weak Beta in the Moonlight Sonata. I blamed myself for everything. “You are not the worst Beta, you are a special Beta. Look, Jeremy isn’t the only Alpha in this world. You can get a second chance to meet your Alpha,” Mum comforted me, then kissed my forehead.

he says, reaching across the table to grab my hand. I look into his ocean blue eyes and see nothing but sincerity, and I melt. But I’m not ready to let him off the hook just yet. “Thanks, because you were a jackass.” He huffs a surprised laugh that has the kids under our table poking their heads up curiously. “I definitely was,” he says, eyeing the kids and waiting for them to go back under the table before continuing. “I don’t really know how to navigate being a beta, and then being mated to someone outside the pack was…unexpected. I didn’t handle it well.”

I'm a Beta, and our shifts pack a lot of power, not more than an Alpha's shift, but close. My name is Aston Wiley, and I'm the future Beta of the BlackPaw Pack. I'm best friends with the future Alpha King Jamison. He turned 18 a month ago but hasn't found his mate yet. The anticipation is killing me, as I believe I know who my mate is, and I will get confirmation when I get to school.

He had a good childhood thanks to his parents and Matthew, and he would be lying if he said he didn’t miss the time when he was smiling every day and planning for something new to discover or experience with them. A good thing about beta packs was that they were stronger than any other packs like the alpha or the omega. They were like one family, and they all knew each other and helped each other without hesitation. Every day, each family prepared dinner, and they all gathered in the forest to eat and talk while the little pups played and ran around them. Tears fell on the plastic covering a picture of him and

Darren said to me. I knew he was really concerned about me, but he is also needed in the pack. "No, Darren, I got this. You should be home protecting our clan. That is why I am your Beta," I said to him. "Carsen, before you are my beta, you are my brother, and I always want you safe, even though you are very stubborn, and I feel like killing you at times," Darren said to me jokingly. We both laughed as happiness is free.

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 leaned back in my chair, fingers tapping rhythmically against the table, contemplating the intricacies of alliances forged in shadows. "I see," I responded, masking any hint of dissatisfaction, "well, I'm glad you didn't disappoint me this time, Grinjo. Well done." I praised my Beta, acknowledging the significance of his mission's success. I hung up, the call ending as abruptly as it began, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

"You look like shit." Silver commented the moment he saw me step into the office. I avoided him, knowing he was going to give me a hard time for it, and walked towards the window, my eyes settling on the woods. It's been a while since I lost the ability to shift without losing control. I miss running out there with my people. I kiss it so much that it hurt. Sometimes, I wonder if I was turning into Raphael. Our Alpha had gone through a ten years war with his wolf, turning him feral and unable to shift at all until he met his second chance mate Mina.

Alex followed, holding her tight through the aftershocks. Afterward, they lay facing each other. Alex traced lazy circles on her thigh. “The devs said the final build was going to add memory persistence. Carryover sensations between sessions. If that had gone live...” “We’d never leave the rig,” Riley finished. She pressed a kiss to his collarbone. “Good thing the beta ended.” “Yeah.” His voice was quiet. “But I’m glad it brought us here.”

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