Alpha Niall And His Lost Mate

I rushed through the trees like wind as I ran towards the Alpha house.

My mate was in trouble and my one goal was to find him. I tried not to panic too much, but simply try and focus on the issue at hand. We have a connection, so finding him shouldn't be the problem. But if I was going to make this work, I had to keep my head straight.

I contemplated asking Clarissa for help. She is, after all, an expert at tracking. Deciding that I could use all the help I can get, I mindlink her.

~"Clarissa! My mate is in trouble. I need you to help me find him"~ I pushed through her link without warning. She replied immediately.

~"He's your mate. Doesn't that make you the best to find him?"~

~"Yes, but I'm sure I'll find him faster with your help...Please Clarissa. I know you're not his biggest fan, but I really need your help"~ I pleaded desperately.

The level of worry I felt made me know that I'd do ANYTHING to have him back with me. It took a while for her to answer, and when she did, I was already at the Alpha house and making my way to our room.

~"Okay I'll help you find him, but your mate's pack has the strongest border patrol in the country. Even with my incredible discrete skills, the chances of me getting caught is high. You'll have to call them off"~

~"No. Meet me ten miles of the pack border to the north at sunset"~ I decided. ~"I don't want to put the pack in panic that their Alpha is in trouble when I don't know the full situation as yet. Besides, I intend to be back with Niall before sunrise tomorrow"~

~"Noted."~

I quickly cut the connection to her as I grabbed an overnight bag. I threw random essentials in it as fast as I could before pulling my hair in something that resembled a messy bun.

I discarded Niall's t-shirt and sweats from my body to replace them with a grey tank top with my black thick leggings. I grabbed my old duty belt that Luka gave me for my fifteen birthday. I never thought I'd had use for it, but Luka always knew I was a fighter. I just never embraced that side of me.

Swiftly making my way to Niall's weapon room, I ensured to stay careful and out of sight. The last thing I needed was questions being asked.

I quickly equipped the belt with various knives, daggers and a single silver whip. I left space for a weapon I planned to grab later as I ran back to my room with nothing but determination in each step, focused on my one goal.

Of course, finding out everything about my dad, his past and my blood was still a priority, but it all had to be put on hold until I found Niall. After all, if I know everything and still don't have my mate, I'd be more incomplete than ever. He was my number one priority.

I snatched the bag from my bed, throwing it over my shoulder as I dragged on my black trainers. I ensured the laces were secure before sitting up; but I almost had a heart attack when I noticed there was another body in the room.

"Roxy, my gosh you nearly killed me" I threw my hand over my heart as I recovered from the shock.

meeting my eyes again. Her eyes shimmered in pride as she took me in entirely. She crossed her arms over her chest, blocking my way to the door as she got ready to question

Just what I needed.

My mate's mother questioned with a ghost smirk. I shifted uncomfortably on my feet and adjusted the strap on my

I'm just gonna head back to Brightwater to um- help a friend train" I lied terribly. Curse

me was when she simply shrugged and stepped to the side as if she didn't just see right through my lie. In all fairness, I really

gonna go now" I mumbled as I tried to walk passed her,

the side when I saw her foot coming at my head. I jumped to my knees as fast as I could in shock and confusion, just trying to understand why Roxy was attacking me. I had no intention of fighting my mate's mom for obvious reasons, but she

So, I fought back.

my head while I collectively caught her foot with my other hand, sending her falling to the ground also. I granted her time to get up, hoping that she'd stop this madness and explain to me what was happening. But sadly for me, she only came charging at me again, throwing a punch as soon as she

went on until I was literally back to back with the wall. She shoved me towards the hard concrete just before sending a next strike towards my face. I quickly sidestepped her, blocking her punch before driving my knee to her side which

but I had a feeling that's what she wanted. I needed to leave and she wasn't letting up. So, we fought like enemies-- hand to hand, foot to foot, knee

like this. It was obvious that she was at expert level.

it once and for all. It was a challenge just fighting

And so, I went for a move that I

the walls. Luckily for me, she was right on my tail, just what I needed. Once I was close, I held my breath as I pumped my feet up the wall before pushing off with my right foot, sending me in a reverse

tiled floor. She connected with Niall's bedroom-work desk, sending a vase crashing to the floor beside her head. It surprised me how that was the only thing that managed to be broken despite

to her stomach while I held both her hands over her head. I never meant for this to go so far, but I had to shake the guilt that climbed up my

I ordered desperately, definitely out

answering, she beamed brightly at me with her eyes dancing with

pressed it to the back of her head. I winced when I spotted the blood taking over

I'm so sorry" I suddenly felt terrible as I saw the mess we caused.

you how I met his dad?" She asked casually, cutting off my stammering. I shook my head no, sensing a story time that I had no time for, but

the neighbouring pack was my home. I lived right across the river for years believing that this pack took everything from my dad. So my brother and I were sent here on a mission to help ruin

must've been so conflicting for

but ended up being a fully mated wolf instead. There's a lot of detail in between that we can talk about at a completely different time, but my point in all this is that I knew too well that look on your face when I just stepped in here. I had that very same look when I was leaving my pack that day to come undercover in my mate's pack. The look that says 'I'm gonna fight, I'm gonna win and I'm gonna do it my

bit my lip, feeling a bit uneasy.

fight for, but I had to know you weren't going to get yourself killed. You are more than capable of taking care of yourself" She smiled victoriously as if she had just

who I was speaking to, but I would've appreciated knowing