Wentworth Fanfiction Bea And Allie Novels & Stories

Wither exclaimed, her glare intensifying. Allison's eyes welled up with tears as she stammered, "Today...is...my birthday." She bit her lip to hold back the tears, but her family's hatred was suffocating. Kate sneered, "So what? Happy birthday, now get out! I don't need any bad omens!" She stormed upstairs, leaving Allison in shock. Mr. Wither spoke softly, "Well, you've heard Kate. Go back to your Master." He kissed his wife goodbye and left, abandoning Allison to her mother's malice. "Mom, I just—" Allison tried to say, but Mrs. Wither cut her off.

They exchanged a few pleasantries, and the whole time he noticed Aella didn't even give a care in the world if he existed or not; she just stood there on her phone scrolling. To confirm that she wasn't giving him any rapt attention, she voiced out genuinely to Becca. “Mom, I found the dress!” She voiced lazily, glued to the phone like a fifteen-year-old. He cocked his head, trying to see if she noticed him standing at all. “Me and Aella are headed out; see you later, Damien!” Becca concluded and dashed out of the house with Aella. Of course his ego was bruised; she is supposed to be very obsessed with him, crawling at his feet, begging in self-pity for him to love her right.

My brother Allen will drop us off and pick us up at the beach we chose and he will also arrange check-in at the hotel to make sure we are not with anyone else. It was just 6am and we were already on our way. It's as good as bathing in the sea early. We passed by Bea at their house. During the trip, we kept talking. "Brother Allen what do you think about the man who will be Allysa's soon to be fiance?" Bea suddenly asked my brother Allen. Why did she have to ask that? "Well he's good. They're good. He's even a gentleman, isn't he? Allysa?"

This was an education institute, why was Ethan talking about ranks as if it was a war ground? "Dude, you are going to be the Beta of this pack. So keep calm and stay away from beauty without high ranks." Wade nodded his head and they started to go outside for smoke. Meanwhile, Allison was waiting for Teresa a little far from their class. "Allison!" She turned and was welcomed by a tight hug. Allison broke the hug and looked at Teresa. Teresa looked shocked. "OH MY GOD!!!" "Sshh" "You are so pretty!!!! You look drop dead gorgeous. My honey come here, let me kiss you."

She grinned at me, "So, how is it with the Beta? Has he come after you lately?" "I told you, he seems to be keeping his distance." "I guess letting you be gave him more room to fully express his affection towards Lady Selena. They both have been showing public affection at every chance they get." Something tightened in my chest, and I didn't understand it. "I am less concerned with whatever he does with himself. All that matters right now is my relationship with Luscious." "That is the spirit. I think it's time we go back to work. The other maids are snitches and won't hesitate to tell the entire packhouse about our absence."

Katy wondered if the story of the fictional arranged marriage would turn out to be a sweet reality. “Then I won’t tease you anymore,” she said as she brought out the financial report book. Beverley breathed a sigh of relief while watching Katy’s disappearing figure. She immediately opened the crumpled paper with mixed feelings. On the paper was Brent’s writing, which read, “I want to make you wet again. I want to enter your body, hear you moan in pleasure, and scream my name when you come.” Beverley’s face turned red again. She should have been angry at those lewd words. But for some reason, her heart was pounding.

Rhea POV A week after resuming work, I had gone back to fully cleaning the west halls, staying far away from the east wings just as Dorian had instructed. It kept me from running into Maris or even Vivienne. Honestly, it felt like a breath of fresh air. For that whole week, I hadn’t gotten a single call or text from him. In fact, I’d overheard some maids whispering about the Alpha refusing to leave his chambers. Apparently this wasn’t even the first time it had happened, so it didn’t really bother me.

“This is Bea. Her mother runs the kitchens, her father is our head hunter, and Bea is our butcher. You already know Tessa. This is Alpha Xavier, and chieftains Riven, Silas, Jeb, Damon, and Thorne.” They all nod in greeting—except Thorne, who studies her with sharp, assessing eyes. “Nice to meet you all,” Bea says easily. “Feel free to let me know your preferred game. I’ll put in a good word during deliveries.” “Bea,” I add, “from now on, I want you to look at all of us as one unit. If you have questions or issues, you can come to any one of us.” Her pale green eyes scrunch. “Oh. Sure. Whatever you say.”

She smiled at them. “Hi, Mom and Dads. I wanted to ask you something.” Alpha Falcon eyed me, making me even more nervous since I didn’t know what was going on in her brain. “Well, go on,” Alpha Sow Tasha said, waving her hand. “Can Beanie move in with me?” My head jerked around to stare at her. “W-what?” She squeezed my hand. “He’s my mate, and we already marked each other. We’re going to be together anyway. So, can he?”

“My pack believes strength isn’t just brute force. It’s control. And you’ve got more of that than anyone here.” Beside her stood a second girl with rich brown curls and eyes that shimmered golden in the firelight. “And I like your attitude,” she added. “I’m Allie. Alpha’s daughter from the Highpine Hills. People think I’ll fall in line because I smile a lot, but I’m not about to follow the herd.” Aurora blinked. She was still adjusting to kindness. “Bella’s probably watching from a shadow,” Allie added with a smirk. “She’s weird about making an entrance.”