Thinking of this makes me wonder where my grandparents are amongst the party. I find my way to them. Trying to find a moment alone to talk to my grandpa about my mate. I know he will understand, without judgement. As I say hello while giving my grandmother a hug. I get my wonderful mates’ scent.
The sweet smell of a woody lavender. She decided to come. Elijah tells me to go look for her. My grandmother smiles and says, Chris “are you enjoying the party?” I smile as I kiss her forehead and tell her “it is okay, mom really out did herself.” My grandparents chuckle softly and tell me to ‘have fun and good luck on the mate pursuit.’
Realizing I did not get a chance to talk to my grandpa. I walk away and think I should not make it public that Emily is my mate. It can keep her safe from any of my enemies who might be here tonight. Seeing Emily walk in the door with Alex. I am a bit surprised I know Alex. He is a werewolf, well half anyways. His father was my father’s beta until he died in a pack battle when I was four.
Their mother is human and had gotten remarried to a rogue, shortly after. However, we eventually chased him out of our pack lands. He was an abusive bastard who was mistreating Alex’s mom. His name was Isaac and got with her shortly after Alex’s father Michael had died. Less than a year I believe. Taking advantage of her vulnerable state of being a single mother with two small kids.
Alex was three at the time and he did have a younger sister who was two when Michael died. Was Alex’s sister Emily? Is she half wolf? A betas wolf daughter at that. So many questions I need to find answers to. Alex barely learned that he was part werewolf when he turned 16, when his wolf had appeared and wanted to shift. Almost two years ago.
My father had brought him to the pack house to explain things to him. Emily has never stepped forward to my knowledge. Either she has not met her wolf yet or will not get a wolf. She still has until her eighteenth birthday. Ither way I do not care; she is mine as I am hers.