The Alpha's Slave Mate

I am very good at gathering information from people and computers.I became sort of an investigator after my mate passed away.

My dear sweet Miranda, death took her way too soon from my arms.

Miranda had been involved in a car accident year before last.

It was eastern Oregon in January; roads were slick, and we eventually found her jeep flipped over in a ditch off the highway.

Police initially tried to say that they believed that she had hit an animal, but I personally went to the scene and scented no other animal near her.

The front end of jeep was smashed in from where she had hit the ditch, but no one could explain why the back end of her jeep was smashed in.

I also pointed out that there seemed to be a paint transfer, her jeep was white, the transfer paint was blue in color.I almost lost my mind arguing with the police and the detectives because I needed to know what had happened to the love of my life.I got nowhere with asking them for information.

That is when I decided that I would start my own investigation.

I was not too smart when I first started, I asked people flat out if they knew anything.

Slowly I learned the art of being more discreet.I buttered up to the receptionist, took her to dinner and started getting some answers.I then trained relentlessly during the night in the art of hacking.I finally was able to hack into personal email accounts of several officers that had been at the scene.

From their emails I could tell they were hiding something, protecting someone.

Digging deeper I finally found out that the police Chief's son drove a blue Ford Ranger pick up truck.

After learning all of that it was not hard for all of the other details to fall into place.

driving drunk, he never even noticed my precious angel until he hit

spun several times before flipping and going

and drove away and never called

Miranda, my love died alone in the

was so

to mention he was bound and determined to find that young wolf from this

andl a

had been a very talkative pretty little blonde woman that

Caleb barely noticed

lived in the manor house, so I

on my charm, she will tell

the manor house television room, talking to two young girls that

times and flashing my smile she easily dismisses

I am Heather.You are Alpha Caleb’s

her long blonde hair as

"Yes Lam."

he like at home? Oh, what is

and not even

am interested in learning about you though." I flashed her a side smile, letting her think that I am interested in more

am the Beta’s daughter, I have lived her my whole life and I am unmated at the moment.I think that Alpha Caleb may be my mate though

little does she realize that I am simply opening her up from

shame, you are beautiful Heather.I am sure that Caleb will be excited

her beam with my words, as her head whips