Alpha Niall And His Lost Mate

Three days had passed, and everything was going back to normal.

Niall arranged a special section in the pack cemetery for headstones of my dad and Clarissa, so that I could visit them anytime I wanted to. I loved it.

Even though I visited my mom's grave countless times back in Brightwater Pack, I never really had a talk with my dad like I had with her. Even though his physical body wouldn't be there, it was sweet, and I loved him even more for doing it for me.

We were scheduling a pack meeting, where Niall will officially introduce me to his pack and make me a member.

With everything that had been going on, we never got the chance to do it, but now we can since everything is settled. And even though almost every pack member already knew me, I still had to be officially introduced as Luna. I was more than happy and ready to be just that.

This is all I need.

"Hey beautiful."

I beamed at the very voice of the man I loved so much, and I threw my head over my shoulder to see him entering the small room.

"Hey handsome," I mumbled as he leaned in to kiss me. I had paint all over my hands, and I didn't want to ruin his shirt, so I settled with kissing him without wrapping my arms around him like I always do.

"Aren't you hungry? You've been painting all morning... Which is beautiful by the way," he added quickly when he saw my glare.

I had always been defensive of my paintings. People always loved them, but they rarely understood them.

"I'll grab brunch in a bit. I just want to finish this first. "

"What is it? " Niall asked as he cocked his head to the side, trying to figure out my swirls and contours.

I ogled it myself, not really sure why I was making something so...vague.

"I don't know," I shrugged. "It just came from here." I pointed to my head, causing him to laugh, but he had a focused look on his face as he continued to eye my work.

"I think...." he drawled, as I made my final stroke. "I think it's what your mind looks like. "

I scrunched my face up at how cheesy that sounded as I removed my apron.

"No for real, " he insisted. "Just look at it. You don't know what it is, meaning that you painted it subconsciously right?"

"I guess but-"

"And look at the others you've painted over the past three days. They're all similar. As if they are saying something but... I can't tell what."

"Niall you're being dramatic. It's just paint on the canvases." I waved him off. He could always make the biggest deal out of the simplest of things sometimes.

"Then why do they all look the same? "

do not," I defended, but one look at the five paintings I've recently made, including the now drying one, made me realise that they looked the same. The small room attached to our bedroom

His eyes widened as I gaped at him,

"They're beautiful and perfectly painted. Only the purest of talents could ever compare to such art." I narrowed my eyes with a firm look as he continued. "What I meant was the meaning. Look here..." He pointed at the centre of each of them, and I watched attentively. "There's just a gray, black or white circle in the middle of all of them right? So plain and dull, almost sad. But around

"See what Niall? "

knows it can reach you--art. " I rolled my eyes as I perched my hand on my hip, giving him a pointed

I asked, even though

hiding your true pain beneath all the smiles

over his lips as I wrapped my arms around his neck. "No more talking," I smirked wickedly, pulling him

him, and I really didn't want to have the conversation he had been starting. He was probably right, but eventually that little gray, black of white circle will disappear.

as I gently bit his lip. He growled sexily as his

her somewhere in the middle right?" He teased back, not even caring that I was

lip completely between my teeth, pushing down my canines to gently graze the area, since I knew how much he loved it. I received

on your face with

But you can

as he pushed all my supplies from

***

from my

phone before directing her gaze back to it, as if saying 'you can get it, you live

for the sake of the peace. She had been oddly calm, non-snarky and polite today--she even told me good morning. And when my best friend, Emily, from Brightwater and I were

someone professional, and smooth my ruffled dress as much as possible from me and Niall's

eyes widened in delight once I had a visual of our guest, and I almost jumped her before remembering she

as I gently hugged her, not wanting to

on crutches from the accident, so I had no clue why she

to see you. I heard what happened and

that mate of mine." I gritted out as I helped her

just worried about you. He insisted I

surprised as she stood

You've gotten so big."

I'm terribly sorry." She sounded so sweet

killed the

off.

you need anything? Water? Tea?" She asked out

soda will be nice. Coke maybe?" She beamed, causing me to roll my eyes

"Sure! Zoey?"

I asked, not picking

from

smiled awkwardly as I sat beside

Even before Victoria came and I could label it

If underneath all that hatred for me,