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.

as I awkwardly

whole situation felt so

you happy?" I picked up a hint of guilt in her tone as she asked.

ring? It looks beautiful" She attempted to sound motherly but my heart wasn't having it. Everything she uttered made the elephant on

a promise ring" I cleared my throat as I pushed my hands under the

I'm sure you've already found all you needed" She tried to joke, but the feelings of annoyance

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

she chuckled. "And you can call me Daisy" Lincoln nodded with a smile but said

another moment of silence, which was slightly uncomfortable. Even Lincoln

across the table as the thoughts jumbled in my head. I didn't know what to say or ask, and I felt as if I was about to have

life I never gave much thought about if I should actually meet my parents, and what I would say or do, or how I'd

never checked in on me.

in my chest. After minutes of pondering my thoughts, I came up with one simple word

I asked, fully meeting her gaze for probably

me a confused look as if this wasn't the first time she's

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

were bound to have this conversation.

but I stayed quiet as I waited for her to elaborate. Lincoln quietly pushed back his chair and

wanted to come back but I

flinched at me using her first name. Did she expect

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

knowing damn well

head no, confused at the concern in

nodded in understanding

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

started with

you, he was a great dad too" Yea like I would know. "One day, a couple of months after you

I asked, even though I knew what it was

man change into a wolf, but

crazy to me" I mumbled as I took a sip

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

and he was convinced that he struck a eureka moment. That's the day he decided to go closer to the woods for a few days to investigate." She sighed,

little into the woods, and he begged me to come with him, saying he needed me. He promised

thought that if I 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

left anyway. The cabin was a good distance into the woods, so I had to walk back to town.

wolf, bigger than any I've seen before, and he didn't look happy. He seemed to have followed me and I assumed it knew we were watching it, but I never believed it was a human too. He chased me all the way

story. I'm not sure if whatever reason she gives me will ease the

one in the grave are the same person. It can't be just

me that this was the danger I'd be putting you in if I came back for you because wherever I go, he would follow and he was taking his wolf

seat. "That's the lamest excuse for ruining my childhood I