The Beta’s Daughter

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Chapter Five


Bria’s POV.

The ride is exhilarating.

I’m on an adrenaline rush when he pulls up in front of the pack house. I pull off the helmet and jump up and down.

Rhett watches me with amusement.

‘That was awesome!’ I yell and he laughs at me.

‘Glad you enjoyed it, princess. We can do it again sometime,’ he says.

I hand him back the helmet and he places it on the bike with his own. He turns back to me and we’re both silent for a moment, looking at each other.

‘You know, Bria, there’s something I’ve been wanting to do for a while now,’ he mentions, making my heart beat faster.

‘Oh? And what’s that?’ I ask cautiously.

He smirks and takes a step closer to me, so that our chests are almost touching.

‘This,’ he says simply and leans in close to me. My breath catches in my throat as his mouth-watering scent surrounds me.

Just as I think he’s going to kiss me, he reaches up and tucks a stray curl behind my ear.

‘It’s always flicked out, I look at it every time I see you,’ he says with a smile.

I stare at him in shock.

Is this bitch for real?

He bursts out laughing at my expression and grins at me.

‘I’m sorry, I couldn’t resist,’ he apologises, managing to sober up. ‘But I’ve wanted to do this, too.’

With that being said, he grabs my face and presses his lips to mine. I swear my heart stops beating. All time seems to stand still.

Tingles erupt throughout my body, fireworks explode in my mind. My mate is kissing me.

I clutch his t-shirt for support, trying to keep myself upright. His arms encircle my waist as his lips move confidently against mine.

I kiss him back with all I have, showing him how much I want this. Everything in me is satisfied right now, my heart is content, I have my mate.

When we pull away, both of us are breathing heavily. His eyes are wide with surprise. He must have felt some kind of pull, but not as strong because of the spell. He’s probably very confused right now.

He shakes his head, as if to get rid of his thoughts. He smiles at me and moves back towards his bike.

‘I’ll see you on Friday at the party, yeah?’ He says and I nod dumbly.

I can barely breathe, my lips still tingle from our kiss as I watch him ride away.


Friday cannot come quick enough.

Thursday is shit, I see Rhett out with Mona. Sure, they’re with Jordan and Annie, and they’re not sat next to each other, but it’s still shit.

I have a shift at the clinic Friday morning. It finishes in the afternoon and I take a shower, washing the antiseptic smell off me.

I choose my ‘killer outfit’. A short dress that hugs me in all the right places and shows just enough of everything to give a glimpse at the good stuff.

I choose heeled boots with my outfit, stilettos will sink in the forest ground. Once again, the party is outside, as are most parties we have.

I meet up with Annie and Sage first. They come to my room to collect me.

I tell Annie about Rhett and I. Sage listens, already knowing everything I’m saying.

I explain everything, from seeing Rhett at the party to the spell Molly cast.

Being my best friends, they’re both supportive and understanding. They’re excited for me and encourage me to tell Rhett tonight.

Feeling a bit more confident, the three of us walk over to the party together.

We get ourselves some drinks and mingle with everyone. Shortly after we’ve arrived, Lorenzo, Jordan and Rhett appear.

Rhett’s eyes scan the crowd, stopping when they land on me. I feel my body warm up under his gaze. Even from a distance, he has this effect on me.

He nods in greeting at me and I smile back. I turn back to the girls, but moments later, I feel Rhett’s presence.

I glance up and he’s stood right next to me, enveloping me in his scent. It wraps around me like a blanket.

‘You look good Blossom, real good,’ he comments, making me narrow my eyes.

He laughs at my reaction. ‘Sorry, forgot you hate your surname. You look gorgeous, Bria.’

My heart flutters.

‘You look fit, Tiercel,’ I reply and he grins at me.

‘Let me get you a drink,’ he says and takes my empty cup from my hand.

Our fingers brush and my breath catches in my throat.

Tonight, I’m going to tell him.

I’m going to take him out to our rock and tell him.

Rhett returns with my drink and we start chatting. I decide to make my first move, before I can chicken out.

‘Let’s meet at our rock later on in the evening, I want to talk to you about something,’ I tell Rhett and he looks at me with intrigue.

‘You’ve got my interest Bri, let me know when,’ he replies.

I smirk at him. ‘Good. Much later though.’

Our group remains close together. We speak to some other people, but not many shifters want to be near Rhett and his friends. They have a bad reputation and that matters to some.

As the night goes on, my nerves build. I drink more and more, trying to maintain my confidence. The girls are happy to see me letting loose and eagerly drink with me.

Mona approaches Rhett and puts her arms around him. He pushes her away, but they remain talking for a while. This makes me drink more.

I feel sorry for the boys, we are drunken messes by midnight. I realise that I’ve drunk too much, I’m in no position to claim my love for Rhett, let alone climb that damn rock.

I start to try and sober up and I refuse drinks. An hour or so and I’ll be back to normal.

It doesn’t help when Rhett grabs my hand and drags me over to play beer pong. I try to say no, but he encourages me to ‘live a little’ again.

It’s a lot of fun. Rhett and I are on the same team and, although we crush them, we still end up drinking a few cups.

I groan as the forest spins. I can see Rhett and the gang are by the drinks table, but I think I’m going to throw up.

I stumble into the trees, trying to get away from everyone. I don’t want anyone seeing me like this.

The music fades until I can’t hear it anymore, I must be quite far from the crowd.

Everything is a green blur and I clutch my head, silently pleading with it to stop pounding.

I should never have drunk this much, I’m not a drinker. I’m an idiot.

I stumble into a clearing and freeze. I blink and rub my eyes, no doubt smudging my make-up. I try and get my brain to catch up, so I can process what I’m seeing.

I gasp as I take in the sight.

Lance Whitson is lying on the clearing floor, choking on his own blood. There are knife wounds all over his chest, piercing his t-shirt.

‘Lance!’ I call and kneel down next to him.

His blank eyes stare up at me as he gurgles queasily. Blood sprays from his mouth and down his neck.

‘Hunter,’ he manages to gasp. ‘Run!’

I look at his wounds and try to assess his condition, but even drunk, I know it is too late. He takes a final breath and dies before me.

My whole body is shaking with shock. I’ve never seen someone die before.

His words come back to me and my survival instincts kick in.

There’s a hunter in the forest.

As if on cue, a man staggers into the clearing.

He’s dressed in camo gear, weapons attached to his hips. He glares at me and I slowly rise to my feet.

His evil eyes glint in the moonlight.

I’m too drunk to fight him, I have no chance against his weapons.

‘You disgusting wolf, you are an abomination and a freak of nature. You were never meant to exist and I will cleanse the world of your cursed species,’ he snarls at me.

A loud bang makes us both jump.

I realise that they’ve started to set off fireworks at the party. I use the momentary distraction to take off into the trees. I sprint through them, stumbling forwards, hoping it’s in the direction of the party.

I follow the bursts of colour in the sky, praying for my life.

I strain my ears, but I can hear nothing behind me.

Eventually, I stop to catch my breath. I listen intently; no one is following me.

Exhausted, I drop to my knees on the ground. My stomach churns and I projectile vomit into the bushes.

My head is pounding and my throat is burning from running and being sick. I lie down on the ground and my eyes fall closed.

Just a few minutes sleep...


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