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.

a feeling of loneliness. And even beyond the grave he seemed to be still working for

I know my family. No one will see you differently. You didn't even know the guy, so there's no way they would

"You sure? "

better. I knew I had to tell them, I just hoped Lincoln

birth year? And why

by our hands, no matter

I basked in the calmness of this

long while. I nodded in agreement as we got up and headed back to

He asked as

I mumbled, not really sure

be okay, I

simply smiled at him, loving how concerned he was about me. He was like the big brother I never

think about looking for your mom?

I don't know how I would've reacted if I

My mood went back to zero though when we pulled up in front of the house. My heart rate increased as we got inside,

back" Luka beamed as he embraced me. He gave Lincoln a grateful look

upset. What's wrong? " He gently asked. I sighed, fiddling with

"Luka I-"

the woods and I told her she couldn't keep it" Lincoln cut me off, gently squeezing my hand to tell me

already have Twinkle" He cooed.

I love cats" I had to admit, Lincoln hit the nail right on

that will cheer you up," Luka said excitedly as he gently pulled me towards the stairs. Everyone stared at us with excited smirks and I suddenly remembered that

up the stairs. Luka stopped in

hiding in there? " I asked as he hesitated to open

I was hiding something? " I simply scoffed

you're not the best actor either" I laughed as

in amazement at

furniture and his walls were the same, but I could

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 the center, even

in further, taking in the fuzzy red carpet that sat in front of his huge bed, which no longer had only white sheets and pillows, but a mixture of the red

portrait of my precious Twinkle sat on the wall, giving

baby is so cute!" I cooed as I rushed to

with amusement. I laughed as I

for him as I jumped on him, wrapping my arms and

he

you, thank you, thank you!" I shouted

upset about the

that happened today. "Oooh that cat" I laughed nervously and he joined, completely oblivious to my lie about the

me to forget the terrible

your room so I made this our room" I glanced

love it" I sweetly kissed his lips, loving the feeling

" I trailed. "All this red is giving me a kinky vibe" I trailed my finger down his chest, biting my lips suggestively as I batted my eyelashes slowly. His eyes

my love? " He asked seductively in my ear,

This seemed to spark something in him,

his hands roamed my body. We kissed passionately, biting

down my cheek and to my neck, sucking on the spot where he