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.

caused me nothing but pain and a feeling of loneliness. And even beyond the grave he

You didn't even know the guy, so there's no way they

"You sure? "

my hair. I sighed, feeling just a bit better. I knew I had to tell them, I just hoped Lincoln was

know his full name and birth year? And

died by our hands, no matter how much he deserved it, it's pack law that he's buried here since he

a low 'oh' as I basked in the

I think we should get back" He suggested after a long while. I nodded in agreement as we got

okay?" He asked as I

I mumbled, not really sure how I

be okay,

him, loving how concerned he was about

think about looking for your mom? " He

I guess. I don't know how I would've reacted if I should see her" I told

anything else about it, so we 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,

Lincoln a grateful look before peering at me

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

"Luka I-"

saw a stray cat in the woods and I told her she couldn't keep it" Lincoln cut me

Twinkle" He cooed. I

had to admit, Lincoln hit the nail right on the head. If that really did happen, I would've been

he gently pulled me towards the stairs. Everyone stared at us with excited smirks and I

looked to Lincoln one last time. He mouthed 'trust me' before I disappeared up the stairs. Luka stopped in

whatever you're hiding in there? " I asked as he hesitated to

did you know I was hiding something? " I simply scoffed

the best actor either"

I gazed in amazement at

completely transformed. Some of his furniture and his walls were the same, but I could see that a

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

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

precious Twinkle sat on the wall, giving

gosh my baby is so cute!" I

with amusement. I laughed as I turned to him with

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

" he

I shouted excitedly, plastering his face with

about the

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

get me to

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

I love it" I sweetly kissed his

my finger down his chest, biting my lips suggestively as I batted my eyelashes slowly. His eyes flashed with

me do, my love? " He asked

seemed to spark something in him,

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

to my neck, sucking on the spot