Alpha's Found Daughter

Chapter 11

As soon as I enter the house I'm tackled down to the ground in a bone crushing hug that leaves me gasping for breath. "I can't believe you met your mate!" Carly squeals in excitement as she releases me from the hug and is now straddling me. Two sets of footsteps come rushing into the entryway and I immediately groan at the wide eyed and overly joyous faces of Deardra and Lauren.

"We must celebrate!" Deardra happily exclaims.

Finally getting enough oxygen into my lungs I speak up. "Hell no! We are not going to celebrate!" I nearly yell in frustration.

Deardra glares at me and puts her hands on her plump hips. "Listen here little girl it's been so many years since a high ranking member has found a mate so don't you dare deny me and the pack a chance to celebrate such an occasion." She scolds making me huff.

Carly gets off me and holds a hand out to help me up. Gladly I accept her help and quickly get to my feet. Facing the ever bossy Deardra I give her a glare of my own. "I'm not ready for a mate yet and I'm definitely not going to celebrate that I'm mated to an asshole Alpha who just so happens to be our enemy!"

Deardra's face blanches and Lauren's mouth drops open at my unexpected words, I roll my eyes at them. They should've had some kind of idea as to who my mate is because they know I was just at the shared border and being an Alpha means it's a high probability my mate would be an Alpha as well.

"Don't tell anyone that Emma has found her mate yet." Looking in the direction of the stairs dad is casually leaning against the wall obviously listening in on our conversation as several different emotions dance across his face.

"But Alpha..."

Dad raises a hand cutting Deardra off making her flustered. "Emma isn't ready to accept her mate and we should keep quiet about it til she's ready."

I flash dad a smile glad that he's on my side about not having a celebrate and the great idea about not telling anyone. If the pack was to find out they'd be in a frenzy wanting to know who my mate is and why he isn't staying at the pack yet or me staying with him. Both of us being Alpha's to our own packs is going to cause a lot of complications especially considering our packs pretty much hate each other and if I decide to accept my mate it could possibly mean converging the packs which would cause nothing but fighting between all the pack members. Entering the room a completly clueless Luke looks over at Deardra and raises a brow at her. "Shouldn't you be cooking?" The older woman glares at him then lets out a huff storming into the direction of the kitchen. Deardra may be the cook but with how often she is at the house and how she likes to scold everyone she might as well be everyone's mother because that's what she acts like and most of us practically consider her as a mother, I know I do see her as a mother figure since I’ve never had one.

Not wanting to talk about my mate I rush past all the hovering wolves who are more than likely wanting to pepper me with questions that I can’t answer, as I pass dad he gives me a reassuring smile and eyes that say 'we'll talk later', I give him a small subtle nod as I go up the stairs. Going straight to my bedroom I open the door and as soon as I close it I lean against it and slid down to the floor immediately buring my head in both of my hands as I pull my knees up to my chest. I'm not someone who believes in rejection because it's cruel and the rare occasions it happens both wolves are torn apart on the inside and end up living the rest of their lives with a void in their heart that usually ends in suicide, however some find a way to fill the void with a chosen mate but it's never truly completely filled. It's a terrible fate, not one I would wish on anyone even if they are my enemy but how am I supposed to accept an enemy?

Mates can find each other at any age depending on how mature their wolf is, some toddlers recognize their mates while for most it's not til they're in their teenage years til they are able to find their other half. Being twenty and not having found my mate was odd so a few of the pack members assumed I may not have one just like how dad doesn't have one. It's not that we are born without them, all werewolves are born with one but do to the brutality of our world some of us never get to meet our mate because they are already dead. If a wolf turns thirty and has yet to find their mate they take a chosen mate because most likely their true mate is already dead, it's actually a pretty common thing and luckily those who haven’t met their true mate don’t have to live with a void in their heart because they can fall in love with someone who makes them happy. Even though I never put too much thought into having a mate a small part of me always thought I didn't have one. For the past four years I have sometimes went with dad to Alpha meetings so I can learn how everything works and in all of those times of traveling to different parts of the world and meeting countless Alpha's and future Alpha's and not having found one of them as my mate it made that small part of me believe my mate was already dead. I've always been told that your mate seems to pop up at the most unexpected time and mine sure did.

What am I supposed to do about this? I'm dragged out of my thoughts by a soft knocking on the door. Getting up off the floor I wipe at a single tear I hadn't realized had fallen down my cheek then open the door to see dad standing there. Well he didn't give me too much alone time to think before he decided we needed to talk. Sighing I turn around and go plop down on the edge of the soft bed and drop my head so my gaze is on the floor. Dad takes hesitant steps into the room and quietly closes the door acting like any small noise will set me off in a crying fit and for all I know it just might because my head is a mess right now. The bed dips down beside me and a large hand is placed on my back that begins to rub up and down in a soothing manner.

"Dad tell me what I should do." My voice is barely a whisper betraying my jumbled up thoughts.

He releases a deep breath of air which means he's not entirely sure what to say. "I can't tell you what you should do, it's something you have to figure out yourself."

I frown. "But I don't know if I can figure out what to do. I mean he's my mate the one and only person I’m supposed to spend my life with but he is our enemy that has harassed and threatened us several times also from what we know he's a heartless person and I can’t take a cruel mate."

Dad pulls me into a hug, I wrap my arms around him and tightly squeeze onto the back of his shirt. "From the way he looked at you and was shaking with rage when I mentioned how a second ago before you arrived the Beta basically wanted you to pay for what you did with your life I don't think he's as heartless as you think."

"What if he is?" I sniffle as tears unknowingly start to fall.

"Well you won't know unless you get to know him."

That's one of the problems going on in my head, I don't know if I want to get to know him. The more I interact with him the stronger the bond will get and eventually the bond will make me make blind decisions when it comes to him. "What would the pack think?"

Dad sighs. "I don't know, they may not be happy about it at first but they'll get used to your mate quickly that is if they don't accept him immediately. The pack wants to support the Alpha in the same way we want to support them so usually no matter who their Alpha is mated to they don't really mind unless they deem the mate as unworthy for the Alpha or Luna title. They want their leaders to be happy so they don’t tend to put up too much a fuss about anything."

I stiffen at the word Luna. It's always been something we never spoke about, if my mate was indeed an Alpha then he would become the Alpha of the pack and me the Luna and it may just be my selfishness but I don't want to hand over the pack to anyone including my mate. I've trained for years to be Alpha and I want the title, the Luna isn't a position that suits me, I can't be all loving and motherly to everyone that's not who I am. But if I think about it I really don't have quite the same amount of fierceness most Alpha's have but that doesn't mean I'm soft enough to be Luna material.

"I bet your Aunt would be happy." Dad jokes making me snort.

My Aunt has never liked me due to me being not of blood relation and the fact I was living in the woods and she definitely doesn't want me to even think of her as being family. "I'm sure she would. The b***h would probably be elated and try to talk you into handing the position over to her arrogant mate that would run the pack to the ground."

This makes dad laugh. The awful woman is a power hungry wolf that has several times tried to convince dad that the Alpha title should go to blood family and not some 'dirty abandoned girl' as she so nicely calls me. They may be brother and sister but they hate each other and only speak very rarely, their relationship was very rocky when dad adopted me but him announcing me as his heir was the last straw, she threw an awful fit about it then left the pack with her mate and joined another pack. One thing she didn't think about when she left the pack was she was no longer the Alpha's sister, at the new pack she was only seen as a regular wolf. She didn't have very much respect here but she was able to have whatever luxuries she wanted and now she has to have a job and is only able to afford what those of an average household can. Her and dad have come to hate eachother to the point that they both tell others they have no family.

"Sadly for her there's no way I'll ever hand over the pack to her, I'd give it to a rogue runt before I give it to her." I giggle at his words. Rogues are hated because half of them are criminals and blood thirsty killers and a runt is the smallest and weakest wolf there is, oddly there's only one runt born to a pack every generation and some packs are cruel and kick the runt out forcing them to be rogue or sometimes the runt has to runaway because their pack treats them badly. Dad is a strict and harsh Alpha but whenever a runt accidentally crosses into our territory he gives them the option to join the pack because for some reason they are never criminals and usually one of the nicest wolves you'll ever meet. "Anyways... back to the topic of your mate."

Now that my tears have already stopped falling I groan and pull out of our hug not wanting to go back to talking about Ethan. "I don't know what to do and you don't know how to help me so there isn't really anything to talk about." I whine like a child.

"Give him a chance, and if you're reluctant about doing that then talk to one of the rejected wolves here and that'll give you the push to get to know him. If you’re afraid of the bond stregthening so much it’ll hender your decision making then maybe trying talking on the phone or texting, if you aren’t actually near eachother the bond won’t grow."

"OK." I sigh not really wanting to take dad’s advice.

Dad gives me a kiss on the forehead the gets up to leave the room. As he makes it to the door he peers over his shoulder at me and his words make my mouth drop open. "Just because your mate just so happens to be the Alpha of the territory you trespassed into doesn't mean you're not in trouble for it. I'll think of a good punishment for you." With that he opens the door and goes out into the hallway closing the door behind him leaving me to stare at my door in shock. Dammit I thought for sure he dropped the idea of punishing me but guess not, though he wouldn't really be much of a parent if he didn't give me some sort of punishment and I can already hear him telling me I have to add a couple weeks of patrol duty onto my already patrol duty punishment.

Flopping back onto my bed I stare up at the blank ceiling my mind and heart in turmoil. My wolf is still silent and hasn't even stirred it's like she's having as much trouble about the situation as I am. Our wolves are supposed to go crazy and be ecstatic about finding their mate but I must have a defective one who isn't going to be the least bit helpful in my decision making, I think I'd rather have her go all crazy about wanting her mate than not doing anything. Furrowing my brows the thought of Ethan having this same internal conflict enters my mind, it's possible I'm not the only one having trouble accepting this turn of events. Sighing I roll over onto my side and pull the thick warm blanket over me, it's a little early for bed but I need to rest and pray my head will be more clear tomorrow and not a jumbled up mess.