Chapter 0215
Two very familiar faces. And at the sight of them my heart rate picked up. Morgan and Bailey West. Morgan looked beautiful as always. She had always taken care of her appearance and had done so since her teens. But Bailey… well… she looked different. Not her usual self. In truth, she was never ugly, but she never made the most of what she had. Yes, when she came back from university her image had changed a little, like she was trying too hard. Straightening her curls, her glasses gone, and experimenting with various fashion styles. But today, she looked stunning. Classy even. In a simple, form-fitting maroon dress with a scooped neck, with a hem line finishing just above her knees. Showing off her long legs. And she had heeled shoes and a bag in a matching color. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
Her hair was in its natural curls, but not in the untamed way she had so often worn them in high school. This was tamed, and managed. Luscious locks of deep brown curls hanging down her back. And her make-up was smoky-eyed, with lipstick to match the tone of her dress. Her face lit up as she laughed at something her sister said, and she looked beautiful. Relaxed even.
I could barely take my eyes from her. As she walked through the group of pack members, occasionally smiling or chatting to others, she walked with an air of confidence she didn’t have before. This was not the same Bailey that had left my pack. The shy, timid, scared, unassuming girl. Now, this was a confident and self-assured, stunning young woman. I felt my mouth go dry.
I noticed them coming a little closer, waving in our direction, as I saw them approaching. Were they coming to see me?! My heart pounding harder at the thought, wondering what they would want with me. Were they going to confront me together now?!
But, they veered off slightly and Jordan wrapped Bailey in a hug. Hey Bai! he greeted her. You scrub up quite well, don’t you. He teased lightly. Hell, that was an understatement. I quickly made my way over to them, desperate to be closer, get a better look at this transformation. Yet, not one person glanced in my direction. My anger was bubbling…
She chuckled. Aww, thanks. I would say you don’t look too bad either, but I fear it would make you even more big-headed. Where is Gia?
I rolled my eyes, while holding back a smirk at her little dig at her brother. Fucking Gia. The perfect mate. The way Jordan talks of her, you’d think the sun shone from her ass…
She is sitting down with Mum. He explained. Baby tiring her out.
Aww, my friend was like that. Bailey explained, and I instantly wondered who she was talking about. Did she even have friends? was sure the persistent bullying over the years we had forced her to endure had ensured not many people remained friends with her…
Jordan suddenly turned his attention to Morgan. And you, finding your fated mate! Growing up, aren’t you Morgan? Be you with a baby in your belly soon enough, eh? he teased. And it was only then that I noticed a tall, toned guy stood next to Morgan. I had been so distracted by Bailey I hadn’t even paid attention to him. So, Morgan had found her fated mate, had she? Ah well. No great loss. She was only ever a space filler. A way to gain information on Bailey. Least I didn’t have to worry about her getting on my case demanding attention now.
I heard Morgan giggle. Who knows? I watched her look up at the man by her side, who looked down at her with a look of affection. Yeah, good for her. Did she think I would care?
Maybe we should go and find our seats? she suddenly spoke, and I was shocked by the confidence in her tone. Yes, she looked uncomfortable near me, but she did not seem to fear me the same… but looking at her now, would I want her to?