Alpha Luka And His Human Mate

Victoria's pov

Micheal C. Halvasor

I read over the bold letters that spelt the name I've known my whole life, that belonged to my so called father.

Surely, any random man could be in this grave. But how many Michael Carson Halvasors are in or near this town? Plus, the year marked under his name was the exact year he was born. Coincidence? I think not.

He's been absent my whole life, I can't say I haven't imagined the first time I see him to be like this.

"Your what? "

I slowly turned to gauge Lincoln's expression. I knew what he must've been thinking. The daughter of the man who killed their Luna was standing in front of him. He was probably seeing me in a different light now.

"He's my father," I repeated softly, avoiding his eyes.

"Hey hey Vic look at me.. It's okay" He quickly embraced me in a hug. "I don't feel any different about you"

"Yea but everyone else will" I mumbled, thinking about how everyone would react--Especially Luka.

"Are you sure it's him? Your last names are totally different" I shook my head as I stepped from the hug.

"Can we go sit and talk? I have a lot to tell you " I sighed.

I mean, why not? Apart from Luka and Nick, Lincoln was one of the closest males to me. I don't normally talk about my life, but I guess I'll have to.

I took another quick glance at his grave, feeling a hint of sadness run through me. I've hated my parents my whole life for abandoning me and robbing me from a normal happy childhood. In addition to what he did to these people, he really was a monster and I don't think I could ever feel any sort of remorse for him.

But for some reason, I felt sad. Only God knows why.

Lincoln decided it wouldn't be a good idea to talk beside a cemetery, so he was currently taking me to a small park in their lands.

We sat under a tree away from where the few people present were. We sat in silence for a while, as I got ready to begin.

"I didn't grow up with my parents" I started, already feeling the burden of my life story. His expression changed from concerned to sad as I continued telling him about how I grew up.

I told him everything that I told Luka, including Sophie's suicide. I was actually impressed with how good I was holding up this time.

"When I was 12, I begged my aunt to have my last name changed to hers, but the process was too difficult. Even though my parents were absent, they were supposingly still alive, so it would've been too much for her to do" I added as I remembered how much I hated my last name.

For some reason I always resented my father more than my mom, and Sophie was my only parent. I thought it was only right that I had her last name, even if it was my mom's maiden name too.

"When Sophie died, I made a vow that I was going to change my last name when I turned 18, and that I did" I continued. He gave me a weak smile.

"I really do like Deslandes more," he said, making me feel better. He's such a sweetheart.

"I do too," I chuckled. "But as long as I can remember, I've never called myself a Halvasor."

"You're nothing like him Victoria" He attempted to make me feel better about the situation, but I didn't. I couldn't. What if they take it out on me? What if they see me differently?

"Lincoln all my life I've yearned for family. And even when I met Charlette, I still had that void. It's when I met you guys I finally felt complete and I can't lose that. I just can't" I sniffled as stray tears rolled down my cheek.

He pulled me into a hug as my tears became more frequent. For the first time in a long while, I felt scared. Not even the night with Mr Bad wolf could've compared to how I felt right in that moment.

has caused me nothing but pain and a feeling of loneliness. And even beyond the grave he seemed to be still

one will see you differently. You didn't even know the guy,

"You sure? "

hair. I sighed, feeling just a bit better.

even know his full name and birth year? And why was he buried in

we also found a few old documents about him. And since he's a human who died by our hands, no matter how

simply uttered a low 'oh' as I basked

suggested after a long while. I nodded in agreement as we got

asked as I

mumbled, not really sure

be okay, I

him, loving how concerned he was about me. He was like

think about looking for your

I never gave it much thought I guess. I don't know how I would've reacted if I should see her" I told

just talked about random stuff which actually made me feel better. My mood went back to zero though when we pulled up in front of the house. My heart rate increased as we got inside, automatically

embraced me. He gave Lincoln a grateful look before peering at me

wrong? " He gently asked.

"Luka I-"

I told her she couldn't keep it" Lincoln cut me off, gently squeezing my hand

already have Twinkle" He

hit the nail right on

gently pulled me towards the stairs. Everyone stared at

looked to Lincoln one last time. He mouthed 'trust me' before I disappeared up the stairs. Luka stopped in front of his bedroom door, giving

I asked as he

you know I was hiding something? " I simply scoffed

you're not the best actor

laughing immediately stopped as I gazed in amazement at the sight

completely transformed. Some of his furniture and his walls were the same, but

one in my room was sitting in the corner where he used to be, except, I totally loved this one better. His roof was identical to mine, and the most beautiful chandelier sat in

of his huge bed, which no longer had only white sheets and pillows, but a mixture of the red and white. Other furniture like the ones in

a beautiful portrait of my precious Twinkle sat on the wall,

my gosh my baby is so cute!" I cooed as

what you commented on?" Luka asked with amusement. I laughed as I turned to him

are amazing. You know that? " My heart welled for him as

been told, " he joked.

I shouted excitedly, plastering his

about the cat?

I remembered everything that happened today. "Oooh that cat" I laughed nervously and he joined, completely

me to forget the terrible day I

in, but I knew how much you liked your room so I made this our room" I glanced around one

I sweetly kissed

down his chest, biting my lips suggestively as I batted my eyelashes slowly.

love? " He asked

whispered in a sexy voice. This seemed to spark something in him, as

the feeling that flooded me, already moaning into his mouth as his hands roamed my body. We

cheek and to my neck, sucking on the spot where he marked me and making