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.

awful again knowing that she actually told my sister about me. I guess I could be grateful. Even if Daisy didn't search, I'm holding on to that little

believe I have a

feeling the urge to know everything about

She smiled. "Her father died when she was

that equation" I suggested shyly. I know I sounded like a hypocrite, but no way was I gonna stay out of Zoey's life. I

all I ever wanted" She beamed, but her smile

and uncommon, but it's not impossible. I was diagnosed with epilepsy last year"

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

the thought made me want to cry even though I didn't know

with tears. I knew I couldn't stop it,

her head with a small smile, grabbing

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

making my thoughts wander.

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

my eyes. "I knew I needed Zoey to grow up with someone I trust, so I was

her a confused look when

don't you?" I whispered,

know?" She asked carefully.

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

not wanting to relive that moment again. She threw her hands over

weren't on the best 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 were blood

to suicide. I put you both through so much pain" She continued, but I didn't make any move to deny or say otherwise. I just let her

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

simply hushed her from time to time, occasionally drying

looking even more

that she was hurting for the loss of her sister, 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 happen while I was alive

to have a

Victoria. You don't know how much this means to me" She held me tighter, and my heart warmed at

mother, but I knew this

a couple more minutes like that until we migrated to the living room where Lincoln and Zoey

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