I, The Alpha’s Mate

Chapter Two

It’s been two days already and I’m slowly drawing nearer to the weekend. The days just went by with less drama and more acceptance of my fate.

I told the girls about the whole change and, surprisingly, they were more accepting of it. They didn’t make any fuss and they understood that Nana needed my dad and I.

I won’t deceive myself that I hadn’t wished I could do something else to salvage the situation. No effort was within my reach so I had to let it go.

Today is the day I’m moving to Masetown. This is the beginning of my new life. Unlike other days, I had set my alarm and actually woken up on time.

As I looked around the boxes I had packed and labeled, my dad shouted from downstairs, “I hope you’re ready, we are leaving in a few minutes.”

I let out a loud groan and try to fight the sleep that is slowly trapping me. I stood up with immediate

alacrity. Any more minutes in bed would have cost us our trip that morning.

I headed to the bathroom. Oh! I’m going to miss it. The home of my album releases and never ending karaoke. I never got tired of singling my lungs out or swaying my hips to the music. Outside there, I was no longer a celebrity.

I quickly brushed my teeth while waiting for the hot bath to start running.

“To the left ,to the left ”, I sang along while I turned my toothbrush to a microphone. I was already at a concert waiting for my fans to echo my debut. Beyoncé has always been my favorite.

After taking a shower, I scanned the room littered with boxers for what to wear. Then it came to my mind, the clothes in the dresser! I had totally forgotten that I had kept my outfit.

I get dressed in my blue hoody and joggers. The weather had been quite chilly recently, so I didn’t want to be caught off guard.

With my brown hair packed in a messy bun, I looked around once more to make sure I hadn’t missed out anything. We were not coming back anytime soon, so I couldn’t take any chances.I scanned around with my eyes carefully checking if I had forgotten anything. I picked up some boxes and headed downstairs.

I headed downstairs to meet my dad, already packing up some boxes into the van. He had a smile on his face, he always got so excited when it came to seeing his mom, Nana. I couldn ’ t even imagine the sadness in his heart when he learnt she was sick.

After helping out with a few boxes, I decided to have breakfast. This was going to be a long journey and starting it hungry wasn’t a good idea.While finishing up the pancakes my dad made while I was in my dreamland, I thought I'd give a little goodbye speech for the house.

“Are you done yet?” my dad asks from outside of the house. As I take the last gulp of the orange juice,I shout back,” I'm coming outside soon.” I rush out of the house, looking to carry the remaining boxes. I stuff the last boxes in the van and slide into the front seat .

“You know, your grandmother is going to be so happy. I didn’t tell her we were coming so I’d see how surprised she'd look.” he said while buckling his seatbelt and revving the engine.

I smiled in assurance. I also couldn’t wait to see her face. I look out of the window and stare at my neighborhood as we drive out of the estate. Sigh. I’ll miss the memories I had here.

The trips to the park, the peekaboos with my neighbors and, not to forget, the trick or treat missions. As we drive through the streets, the memories slowly fade away.

“So how has school been?” my dad asks to take away the solemn silence that was already drowned in.

“School has been fine up until I had to move to Masetown,” I answered while looking at him with a sarcastic look on my face.

“I don’t know how many times you want me to apologize. From time to time, we can come visit. At least once a year.” my dad responds to me.

“A year?” I exclaimed in shock. “Dad, you didn’t mention the fact that we were going to be living there for life.”

“Nana really needs us, Iris,let’s try our best to be there” he says with a comforting smile, while he turns to look at me. I shrugged my head. I had no other option. Would I fly out of the window and run away now? It was too late.

To avoid further thoughts and regrets, I ran to my only solace, music. No matter the emotion I was engrossed in, music was always my go to. I had a playlist for literally everything. Good bless the person who started music.

I sighed loudly while putting on my Airpods pro and about to zone out. I slowly drift to sleep while humming to my favorite tunes.