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"

Niall was busy, so I didn't want to call him again. I walked past Asia's room, deciding

hall as I roamed 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 a

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 I gazed at portraits

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

pictures as I

certain one and my heart stopped. I just

I've never seen a picture of my dad, and I was too young

I realized that it didn't seem like he was staring at the camera at all. The angle of his

that he was not sporting a full smile. I suddenly had the urge to ask Ty for the picture, or

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 a single tear rolled down my cheek. For some this

It was heart-warming.

softly, seeing him for the first time. If only I had known him. He looked like such a

and I felt like I needed to enter it. I frowned when I realized that it was locked. I turned the

indicating that it hadn't been used in years, probably over a decade. But the moment

pictures like the one I had just finished ogling filled the walls, this time capturing his

His smile.

I had his smile.

lips as my heart warmed at the familiarity in the room. I proceeded to look at each

His mate.

that they made each other happy. They looked pretty young too in each picture. They

died? Now looking

stories my mom told me about him didn't describe a man who would've ran

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. So grief leading a man to

bed. It was obvious that no one had been here in years. There were cobwebs in the ceilings and dust everywhere. There was also a vase shattered near a door across the room. Maybe someone came in here and broke it, or it was shattered by my dad before

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

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

my overthinking nature, but