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"

gave her a quick hug as I left her room. Niall was busy, so I didn't want to call him again. I

one after all. I then decided that I'd go on the third floor. I

nothing else to do just yet, I let my curiosity get the best of me. Slowly, I mounted the stairs at

being the former Alpha of Emerald Pack, Beta Edward, who's my uncle,

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

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

was too young when he died to

were easy as he gazed at the 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

a full smile. I suddenly had the urge

smile as a single tear rolled down my cheek. For some this was minor, but for me it was a milestone. Especially after

It was heart-warming.

time. If only I had known him. He looked like

enter it. I frowned when I realized that

it hadn't been used in years, probably over a decade. But the moment I walked further into the room, I knew whose

the one I had just finished ogling filled the walls,

His smile.

I had his smile.

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

His mate.

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

died? Now looking at the pictures, I began to consider it.

wiser before he met my mom. Because the stories my mom told me about him didn't describe a man who would've ran away from home and become a rogue. Then again, I didn't know him at this age, so

what motive would Edward have to lie? As wolves, we all know how hard losing a mate can be. Even Luka went through a long depressive state before he met Victoria. Ty had to take over Brightwater Pack for him because he became unfit to lead.

the ceilings and dust everywhere. There was also a vase

to the vase, seeing that it now peaked my interest. Just like everything else, it was dusty. So whoever broke it didn't do it recently. I rose to my feet as I eyed the door

were no desks 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

overthinking nature, but it