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? "

the now drying one, made me realise that they looked the same. The small room attached to our bedroom

cry for help." His eyes widened as I

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

"See what Niall? "

you. You're painting your heart baby. Your mind has been trying to tell you through the one way it knows it can reach you--art. " I rolled my eyes as I perched

even

pain beneath all the

his lips as I wrapped my arms around

had been starting. He was probably right, but eventually that little gray, black of white circle will disappear. It'll be

I teased as I gently bit his lip. He growled sexily as his arms grew

an art genius. I had to meet her somewhere in the

my canines to gently graze the area, since I knew how much he loved it. I received yet another husky groan from him

incredible sexy you are with paint on your face with a paintbrush stuffed into your bun?" He

But you

hear, as he pushed all my supplies from my desk and grabbed my lips hungrily

***

the front door, breaking my eyes from my phone and towards Asia who was sitting

from her phone before directing her gaze back to it, as if saying

eye roll, I decided to get it 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 speaking

dress as much as possible from

I had a visual of our guest, and I almost jumped her before

as I gently

crutches from the accident, so I had no clue why she was here, six hours

wanted to see you. I heard what happened and

I concluded, knowing he was the only one who could've told her. "I am gonna kill that mate of mine." I gritted out as I helped her inside. One minute I was fantasizing about the great sex we had, while

just worried about you. He insisted I stayed home too. He's not even

bit surprised as she stood up. "It's a pleasure

You've gotten

heard about the accident. I'm terribly sorry." She sounded so sweet and sincere, and she

killed

fine really," Victoria waved her off. "A

you need anything? Water? Tea?"

beamed, causing me to roll my eyes at her obsession

"Sure! Zoey?"

not picking up

anything from the

thanks." I smiled awkwardly as I sat beside

kindness. Even before Victoria came and I could label it as

her true nature. If underneath all that hatred for me, was a decent human being that Jared adores and Niall