Alpha Niall And His Lost Mate

"I knew it!"

"Incoming..." I squealed as I braced for impact as Jody launched herself at me. I had to gasp for air as she squeezed the life from me.

"I knew you were a Conley! I just knew it!" She beamed as she pulled away to gaze at me.

The smile that lit her face had me so excited. I was as happy as her to know that we were related. If only we could've been sisters. But cousins were close enough.

"It's Boysen and always will be. But I am proud to be a part of this family" I admitted. I knew I'd never disregard my birth-name. I didn't want to. If my dad saw that he needed to take that name, then I wont change it. I'm his daughter after all.

All the questions were still hanging over my head about what happened to him, and I really really wanted to learn what it was because I wanted to go home. I missed my mate too much. I called him again and filled him in about what I learnt. I couldn't wait until I was home to tell him more.

As expected, he was exhilarated. I loved how supportive he was. He didn't feel threatened by me or anything. Even though it took a while for him to fully grasp the pureblood thing, he eventually did and admired it.

Luckily for me, Jody already knew the story. So all I had to tell her was that I was related to her. That meant Emma and Alex's daughter was my cousin too. What a small world.

"We can tell everyone that we're sisters! And you can live here too. Well we'll have to train you into a British accent but-"

"Um Jody" I cut her off with a chuckle. She was getting a bit carried away. "I have a mate back home."

She slouched. "Oh right" She pouted as I rubbed her back. "Well we can make it work long distance then"

"Haven't we been doing that all along?" I pointed out. This wasn't anything new.

"You're right. I'm just a bit excited that's all"

"I know" I chuckled as her tummy made a howl of desperation. We both giggled at that, seeing that I went straight to her room to wake her after talking to Niall.

"I'm going to go get breakfast. Coming?"

I shook my head. "I already ate. I'll see you later"

call him again. I walked past Asia's room, deciding that

the house yet again. It was a huge one after all. I then decided that I'd go on the third floor. I never really went up there as

get the best of me. Slowly, I mounted the stairs at the end of the hall that led to the third floor. I walked past numerous rooms as

former Alpha of Emerald Pack, Beta Edward,

who I recognized as their mates. I smiled at the pictures as I walked further

my eyes caught a certain one and my heart stopped. I just

was too young when he died to remember how he looked. But as I gazed at the picture, I knew I've seen this man before. Who else could it be

person who was taking the picture. But as I eyed it longer, I realized that it didn't seem like he was staring at the camera at all. The angle of his eyes suggested

despite the fact that he was not sporting a full smile. I suddenly had the urge

reached out to brush my finger over the image, and I even avoided the dust that attached themselves to my fingertips. My lips curled into a smile as

It was heart-warming.

time. If only I

door, and I felt like I needed to enter it. I frowned when I realized that it was

been used in years, probably over a decade. But the moment I walked further into the

just finished ogling filled the walls, this time capturing his

His smile.

I had his smile.

heart warmed at the familiarity in the room. I proceeded to look at each of them specifically, and I noticed that most of them

His mate.

each other happy. They looked pretty young too in each picture. They didn't look a day over twenty-five, and it was obvious that they were madly

really run away after she died? Now looking at the pictures, I began to consider it. He was

stories my mom told me about him didn't describe a man who would've ran away from home and become a rogue.

depressive state before he met Victoria. Ty had to take over Brightwater Pack for him because he became unfit to

on his bed. It was obvious that no one had been here in years. There were cobwebs in the ceilings and dust everywhere. There was also

dusty. So whoever broke it didn't do it recently. I rose to my feet as I eyed the door it was broken in front

or tables near the door; a broken vase directly in front of the door seemed odd. Even the angle of the door from the bed didn't make sense. If it is that he sat on

was my overthinking nature, but