Alpha Luka And His Human Mate

Victoria's pov

"Victoria" She whispered in shock. I just stood there awkwardly as she gaped at me.

I shifted uncomfortably on my feet, not exactly knowing what to do or say in this position.

I took the opportunity to take in her features. I knew what she looked like from pictures, but it was the first I'll be able to actually see her.

I knew from a tender age that I had most of her features, like her hair colour, eyes and the shape of my face, but I never thought I'd actually get the chance to compare in person.

Her hair was cut to her shoulders in its smooth waves. It looked thinner than in the pictures, but it still looked nice. Her face seemed slightly pale as if she was having a rough day, but her eyes held so much life and joy, just like what aunt Sophie always said.

She wasn't as thick as aunt Sophie and me, but her body weight seemed fair for a woman her age and suited her quite well.

"You're so grown up and beautiful," she said through sniffles. "My baby is all grown up" She added, and I involuntarily took a step back. I scrunched my face up in confusion at her statement, not exactly liking how she's acting.

After leaving me alone all this time, now is the time she realizes she has a 'baby' that's all grown up? Oh no.

My expression seemed to snap her out of her daze, as she invited us in. Lincoln tensed all of a sudden as if he saw something.

"Everything okay?" I asked, concerned by his sudden change in stance. He shook his head as if he was clearing his thoughts then smiled at me.

"Yea, I’m just used to being on high alert around humans." He stated calmly. I wasn't convinced, but I brushed it off nonetheless.

I took the opportunity to observe my mother's house. It reminded me a lot of Velma's home, having that same cosiness about it. Pictures were all over the walls, but I couldn't see them properly from where I stood.

She led us into a small neat dining room, where Lincoln and I sat side by side.

"Can I get you guys anything? Tea, water, coffee?" She asked sweetly.

"Tea sounds fine" I replied, while Lincoln nodded in agreement. She left shortly after telling us to make ourselves at home.

I looked around the dining room, loving how cosy and family-like it felt.

"Why don't we ever use the dining room at home?" I asked Lincoln as the thought popped into my mind.

The kitchen was quite spacious and had more than enough space for us to eat, but the dining room just sat there.

"We do," He chuckled. "On Christmas" I simply shook my head at the wasting of a good dining room.

Daisy, which was what my aunt said my mother's name was, returned shortly after with three cute teacups on a tray. She got comfortable in her chair across from us, beaming happily at me.

Nobody spoke for a while, but eventually, she started talking.

"How are you?" She asked quietly.

replied as I

situation felt

I picked up a hint of guilt in her tone as

sound motherly but my heart wasn't having it. Everything she

I pushed my hands

you needed" She tried to joke, but the feelings of annoyance and

man of her dreams Miss Deslandes, I'm simply a friend" He corrected politely. She laughed at her assumption as her cheeks turned

"And you can call me

of silence, which was slightly uncomfortable. Even Lincoln seemed

my head. I didn't know what to say or ask, and I felt as if I was about to have a panic

gave much thought about if I should actually meet my parents, and what I would say or do, or how

acting as if we were besties. I felt hurt that she knew I was out there but never checked in on me.

After minutes of pondering my thoughts, I came up with one

I asked, fully meeting her gaze for probably the first

gave me a confused look as if this wasn't the first time she's seeing me in twenty

mother, didn't you come back?" I asked a little too

knew we were bound to have this conversation. She sighed, looking down in shame

stayed quiet as I waited for her to

to come back

I asked as she flinched at me using her first name. Did she expect me to

"Your dad wasn't....stable"

well that Michael was crazy. She looked shocked at my

head no, confused at the concern in her voice.

who knew him, they didn't describe him well." She nodded in understanding with a look on her face that spiked my interest. "What

warning look, as if telling me that I didn't want to know, but I probed her to

wasn't always a bad man, he was actually very sweet and loving" She started with a longing look

a great dad too" Yea like I would

I asked, even though I knew what it was

a wolf, but I

I mumbled as I took a sip of my

that day forward he was just obsessed with wolves. He would research them, disappear in the woods for hours searching for one, he tried to come up with different theories. It was

a wolf again, and he was convinced that

the town a little into the woods, and he begged me to come with him, saying he needed me. He promised we'd be back in a week tops, so I called Sophie to watch you while we were

was with him, that maybe I could pull him back in, talk some sense into him. But two weeks passed, then three, then two months, and I decided that I

that I would regret it, but I left anyway. The cabin was a good distance into the woods, so I had to walk back to town. But then,

assumed it knew we were watching it, but I never believed it was a human too. He chased me all the

now I was already invested in the story. I'm not sure if whatever reason she gives me will

was also my confirmation that this man that she's describing, and the one in the grave are the same person. It can't be just a

you because wherever I go,

seat. "That's the lamest excuse for