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.

actually told my sister about me. I guess I could be grateful. Even if Daisy didn't

still couldn't believe I

suddenly feeling the

smiled. "Her father died when she was three though,

like a hypocrite, but no way

She beamed, but her smile was immediately replaced with

something to tell you " She whispered, meeting my eyes. "Victoria, I might not have long left. I can't say because it's unpredictable and uncommon, but it's not impossible. I was diagnosed with epilepsy last year" She informed me sadly. A gasp left my

years as a nurse, but I knew it was indeed dangerous.

the thought made me want to cry even

I can give you direct care. You won't have to worry" I whispered 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

with a small smile, grabbing

you've become. My little Victoria is a nurse"

there making my

so whether it's 20 more years or

one thing." She looked up and met my eyes. "I knew I needed Zoey to grow up with someone I trust, so I was going to beg

a confused look

don't know, don't you?" I

asked carefully. I sighed,

was sixteen. She lost a baby, and she didn't get over it.

wanting to relive that moment again. She threw her hands over her mouth in shock, as tears ran from her eyes for the

terms and she was downright wrong for leaving like that. But out of the few people that knew, she was the only one who would've felt the loss directly like I did. They

you both through

I never thought about how my selfish actions would've affected

occasionally drying the few tears that escaped my eyes too.

more pained. "Victoria I know it's a lot to ask

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

but I can at least take away her worries. Besides, I would never sit around and watch my sister grow up in an orphanage if something should

have a long nice

much, Victoria. You don't know how much this means to me" She held me

a mother, but I knew this moment right here will change

more minutes like that until we migrated to the living

pictures with Sophie from her photo album. She looked guilty and filled with regret, spilling tears occasionally. I could tell