Alpha Luka And His Human Mate

I couldn't comprehend. Did Daisy have another daughter?

I whipped my head towards Daisy as she smiled brightly at the little girl, gesturing for her to come towards us.

"Victoria, this is Zoey. Your sister"

A gasp escaped my lips as I stared at the little girl in awe. I knew from the moment she called Daisy momma, but I didn't process it.

"This is sister Victoria?" Zoey asked in a sort of shy excitement as her big brown eyes widened.

"That's me," I said as a couple of tears rolled down my cheek with the brightest smile on my face. "Oh my gosh, I can’t believe I have a sister" I pulled her little frame into a hug, squeezing the life out of her.

I pushed her back gently so I could take a good look at her. It was quite obvious that our mom's genes were strong since she looked like a mini version of both of us.

Her eyes were the same as mine, and so were most of her features. Her complexion was darker than mine and Daisy's, and I could see that she was a mixed baby.

Her hair was full and fell in long, luscious almost coily curls. It wasn't the same chestnut brown as mine, but it wasn't black either. It was somewhere in the middle.

No bias shit, but my sister was the most beautiful little girl I've ever seen.

"You are so gorgeous" I whispered in amazement as I ogled my sister. A light blush formed on her face as she held her little teddy to hide it.

"Thank you. You're pretty too" She mumbled shyly as I resisted the urge to squeeze the life from her.

"Zoey sweetheart, can you give us a minute to talk please?" Daisy asked, and I shot her a pout.

"But I just met her" We both whined simultaneously, which made us laugh at the cute sister moment.

"You can spend more time with her later. I just need to talk for a while okay?"

She simply nodded as she headed for the exit. I watched her little frame retreat, and I knew I was already in love.

"You told her about me?" I asked, still looking at the exit as I remembered that she knew who I was.

"Yes, I always do. I knew she would find you one day"

"She would find me.. not 'we' would find me" I sighed as my mind drifted to the conversation we had earlier.

if Daisy didn't search, I'm holding on to that little hope that Zoey would've. But she doesn't have to

still couldn't believe I have

feeling

father died when she was three though, so

know I sounded like a hypocrite, but no way was I gonna stay out of Zoey's

wanted" She beamed, but

uncommon, but it's not impossible. I was

years as a nurse, but I knew it was indeed dangerous. And the worst part is,

made me want to cry even

as my eyes burnt with tears. I knew I couldn't stop it, but I just felt helpless. Knowing myself, I knew I won't just sit

with a small smile, grabbing my hands

of the woman you've become. My little Victoria is a nurse" She

there making my thoughts wander. When I

it. I've had my fair share of life, so whether it's 20 more years or 20 days, it's

"I knew I needed Zoey to grow up with someone I trust, so I was going to beg Sophie but I'm

look when

know, don't you?" I

She asked carefully. I

was sixteen. She lost a baby, and she didn't get over it. She committed suicide on my graduation

not wanting to relive that moment again. She threw her hands over her mouth in shock, as

wrong for leaving like that. But out of the few people that knew, she was the only one who would've felt

was all my fault" She sobbed into my shoulder. "I drove my little sister to suicide. I put you both through so much

would've affected you both. You didn't deserve this," She added while her body

simply hushed her from time to time, occasionally drying the few tears that escaped

to face me, looking even more pained. "Victoria

could ask. I knew that she was hurting for the loss of her sister,

can't ease the pain completely, but I can at least take away her worries. Besides, I would never sit around and watch my sister

to have a long nice

to me" She held

had a mother, but I knew this moment right

like that until we migrated to the

a corner looking at old pictures with Sophie from her photo album. She looked guilty and filled with regret, spilling