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.

fine" I replied as I awkwardly

situation felt so

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

but my heart wasn't having it. Everything

it's a promise ring" I cleared my throat as I pushed my hands under the table. She smiled

tried to joke, but the feelings of annoyance and embarrassment were flooding me as we both shook our heads

not the 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

which was slightly uncomfortable. Even

my head. I didn't know

I should actually meet

we were besties. I felt hurt that she knew I was out there but never checked in on me. I was an emotional mess, and the fact that my mood swings were all over

to cry, shout, scream, anything to ease the feeling in my chest. After minutes of pondering my thoughts, I came up

meeting her gaze for probably the

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

back?" I asked a

this conversation. She sighed, looking down in

but I stayed quiet as I waited for her to

moment I left, I wanted to come back but I couldn't Victoria, you have

using her first name. Did she expect me to

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

scoffed, knowing damn well that Michael was crazy. She looked

no, confused at the concern in her voice. 'Wow,

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

if telling me that I didn't want to know, but I probed her to continue.

very sweet and loving" She started with a longing

Yea like I would know. "One day, a couple of months after you turned one, he saw something..." She trailed, looking at

he see?" I asked, even though I knew what it was

he saw a man change into a wolf, but I never

I mumbled as

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

that he struck a eureka moment. That's the day he decided to go closer

town a little into the woods, and he begged me to come with him,

sob broke through her lips as she attempted to finish the sentence. "I thought that if I was with him, that maybe I could pull him back in, talk some sense into him. But

me 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, I saw it." Her eyes glazed over as if she

too. He chased me all the way back to the cabin, where Michael heard my screams and shot some poison at him. I knew the wolf could've caught me if it wanted to,

reason she gives me will ease

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

me that this was the danger I'd be putting you in if I came back for you because wherever I go,

from my seat. "That's the lamest excuse