Devon:The Beta's Double Trouble Read Free Page B

act on any attention that was shown to her. Most times her father showed up at the most inopportune times.
    It was as if he had radar, when she even thought about picking up a man he showed up.
    When she was young, she thought he had been the Beta of the Pack, but clearly, he had not wanted the job. He had been happy to raise his daughter, and make sure she was a virgin for the rest of her life. She once asked him where the hell he got all of his money. He had not worked a day in his life that she remembered, and they lived in a small cottage on the edge of the Pack.
    He explained to her, that she had an inheritance from her mother, which let him to be home for her. It must have been some inheritance, since it sent her to college.
    Sighing, she chose a flattering black dress. Her curves may not be her best assets, but when she wore this dress, it certainly showed them off. She hoped that someone would actually take notice. It clung to her breasts, and then flared out to hide the rest of her bulges. Being short and curvaceous was not always attractive. She wished for a few inches to add to her height, to make it all seem to even out, but then slumped when she thought even that would not help. Oh well, she had to play the cards that were dealt to her. Maybe her mate was going to be short and dumpy too. Casey giggled as she thought of them together like two little rollie pollies.
    Casey wandered out into the living room where her father was sitting watching television. She watched him for a minute before speaking. He was tall and handsome, even at his age; she knew why her mother had fallen in love with him. Obviously, she had taken after her mother, because she looked nothing like the man who raised her. He stood at least six feet and was lean with muscles even though she never saw him working out. Black hair and a chiseled bone structure, she often wondered why she could not have gotten his bone makeup. Looking at the photo on the mantle of her mother, she smiled. She was just like her, a small and round woman who was laughing at the camera. Same mousey brown hair and same round face, Casey took comfort in it every time she looked in the mirror.
    “Hey, baby girl. We have to be in the circle in an hour. The Alpha called and asked us to be on time.” Her father said and looked up and frowned. “Why are you dressed up? The meeting is not formal.”
    “Dad, I happen to be going out after the meeting. I thought it would be nice to actually dress up a little. Reggie and the girls are all going to be there.” Casey said and leaned down and kissed him on the forehead.
    Her father shook his head and grumbled about Reggie competing with her for eligible men being wrong. He loved her best friend, but sometimes had a hard time accepting that he was bi-sexual.
    Reggie had a hard time when he came out a few years ago. It had not been a real surprise when her friend told her his preferences, but he had not had an easy time when the rest of the Pack heard he came out. His father and her father, being the wonderfully supportive people they were, had gone a long way to help with the understanding. He had still been harassed a lot by small-minded people, including his mother who still tried to set him up with only girls. It had become easier in the last few years as more and more wolves announced they were also bi-sexual. Being extremely sexual creatures it should not have been a surprise, but basic prejudices still reigned.
    Casey went and checked herself in the mirror again before her father stood and announced they were leaving. Casey rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue when he had his back turned. He still thought she was a child, and treated her as such. She thought after she went to college and earned her degree, he would come around, and realize she was a grown up now. He was proud of her job as the head accountant for the Pack. His downfall was that he was very old fashioned.
    Casey had remained home while attending college.