#Chapter 101 The Beta

Helen POV I sat against the bars, holding a new, fluffy blanket that Randy had brought me. He was sitting on a stool outside my cage, throwing cards down in a light, easy gambling game. We hadn’t talked since he offered to take me from my cell, to be a Luna of his pack, and I found it funny, past the very weird combination that would make us, that after so many years of being refused as Luna-material, I am almost being petitioned as a Luna of more than one pack. Randy meant the best in the fight with Justin. He and I have grown to understand one another through the months since he rescued us from Alpha King Juden. He peered up from his cards, tossing a few uncooked beans down between us. “I call.” “I match,” I breathed, these little games the only thing keeping me sane sometimes. Looking at Randy, I picture him and Justin fighting again—fighting over me. “Can I ask you something?” “I don’t want to talk about it right now, Helen,” he said, gruff. “I’m exhausted and this h