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.

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

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

"You sure? "

He whispered, gently kissing my hair. I sighed, feeling just a bit better. I knew I had to tell them, I

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

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

'oh' as I basked in the calmness of this

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

asked as

so" I mumbled, not really

gonna be okay, I

him, loving how concerned he was about me. He

ever think about looking for your mom? "

gave it much thought I guess. I don't know how I would've reacted if

say 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

me. He gave Lincoln a grateful look before peering at me again. I also noticed that Lincoln

wrong? " He gently asked. I sighed, fiddling

"Luka I-"

told her she couldn't keep it" Lincoln cut me off, gently

already have Twinkle" He cooed. I sighed

to admit, Lincoln hit the nail

pulled me towards the

disappeared up the stairs. Luka stopped in front of

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

was hiding something? " I simply scoffed

the best actor either" I laughed as I pushed the door

laughing immediately stopped as I gazed in

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

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

which no longer had only white sheets and pillows, but a mixture of the red and white. Other furniture like the ones in my room replaced some of his old ones, complimenting

a beautiful portrait of my precious Twinkle sat on the wall, giving it that perfect

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

else and that's what you commented on?" Luka asked with amusement. I laughed as I turned to him with

amazing. You know that? " My heart welled for him as I jumped on him,

told, " he joked. "You like it?

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

about the cat?

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

get me to forget the terrible

but I knew how much you liked your room so I made

I love it" I sweetly kissed his lips, loving

his chest, biting my lips suggestively as I batted my eyelashes slowly. His eyes flashed with greedy lust as he shot me a

asked seductively in my ear, slowly bringing me over

seemed to spark something in him, as

immediately accepted the feeling that flooded me, already moaning into his mouth as his hands roamed my body. We kissed passionately, biting and sucking

trailed kisses down my cheek and to my neck, sucking on the spot where he marked me and making my body