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.

my father has caused me nothing but pain and a feeling of loneliness. And

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

"You sure? "

feeling just a bit better. I knew I

you guys even know his full name and birth year? And

by our hands, no matter how much he deserved it, it's

as I basked in the calmness of this

a long while. I nodded in agreement as we got

He asked

mumbled, not really sure

be okay, I

simply smiled at him, loving how concerned he was about

you ever think about looking

it much thought I guess. I don't know how I would've reacted if I should see her" I told him truthfully. It was

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 being

beamed as he embraced me. He gave Lincoln a grateful look before peering at me again. I also noticed

" He gently asked. I

"Luka I-"

couldn't keep

Twinkle" He cooed. I

admit, Lincoln hit the nail

will cheer you up," Luka said excitedly as he gently pulled me towards the stairs. Everyone stared

He mouthed 'trust me' before I disappeared up the stairs. Luka

there? " I

you know I was hiding something?

actor either" I laughed as I pushed the

stopped as I gazed in amazement at

Some of his furniture and his walls were the same, but I could see

sitting in the corner where he used to be, except, I totally loved this one better. His

and pillows, but a mixture of the red and white. Other furniture

precious Twinkle sat on the wall, giving it that

gosh my baby is so cute!" I cooed as

amusement. I laughed as

welled for him as I jumped

been told, " he joked. "You like

thank you, thank you!" I shouted excitedly, plastering his face with

upset about

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

get me to forget the

how much you liked your room so I made this our room" I glanced around one more time, loving it even more than my previous

sweetly kissed

trailed my finger down his chest, biting my lips suggestively as I batted my

you have me do, my love? " He asked seductively in my ear, slowly bringing me

voice. This seemed to spark something in him, as

into his mouth as his hands roamed my body. We kissed passionately, biting and sucking at each other's lips as we fought for

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