Heart me Alpha

Hello readers! This is my very first book and I hope with your help and devotion I would be able to publish on Dreame. I will give at least daily updates of my novel and please don't forget to leave your comments in the comment section, you are very welcome to! Also this a complete work of fiction and I assure you that none of the characters are real and the work might seem historically incorrect, but well it's a work of fiction and I'm using the freedom of my mind. Feel free to enjoy and let the book be real in your minds! ONE I stood in front of the mirror as the maids arranged my white wedding dress. “You look so beautiful my lady.” One of them said. I looked at my reflection. Here I was, the Luna princess of our clan being forced to marry the son of an Alpha tribe. I had dreamt as a child that if I was ever going to wed, it was going to be to the man of my dreams, like in Wolf folklore. Find my mate, as a handsome young prince who was going to take me away. But here I was, aged nineteen, about to get into a forced wedding that was only going to benefit my father to someone who wasn’t even my mate. I knew I had found my mate. But how was I ever going to tell my father that I had a mate. I had sniffed him once, about a year ago when my father had a meeting with about thirty Alphas. Most of whom were his sworn enemies but he had only been keeping them over to resolve conflicts. I had known from the moment he had stepped into the premises of our home. My innate wolf self had smelt him and unlike girls at wolf school who had found their mate, I hadn’t. But I knew that my mate was here. I had sneaked to the room where the meeting was being held, but then I couldn’t see him because they were so many people present. So I waited where I was hiding and when they had dispersed. I followed his scent. Then I hid behind a wall and I heard a man call his name. “Alec Heaven.” I couldn’t see him because he was backing me and when I saw my father approach I ran to hide. After the meeting ended, I never saw him again. I asked nana, who was my nanny about him, and she had told me that he was an Alpha that lived in New York City. I had lived in the hills of Romania all my life. I had never been out of it. I had schooled here, and due to my father’s rank in the Alpha clans I wasn’t safe to roam free. I had my phone and laptop and iPad, but I had never visited the outside world. But all of this was a year ago and now today I was going to get married and forced to live a life that I did not want to live. The door to my room was flung open and standing right at my door was Lisa, my step sister. Lisa was a year younger than me and was the daughter to my step mother, Camilla. I knew she was here to gloat and mock me. Lisa and I had a very terrible relationship. When she has arrived in our home, I had assumed that we were going to be like twins, but what a total dream or maybe I had been high on some drugs of the sort. Lisa had turned out to be a little witch. Putting me in trouble, causing mischief and chaos. When we had brown up, I decided that Lisa could of be no possible good so I stayed away, but that did not stop the little devil from stealing my clothes and always figuring a new way to put me into trouble. “Hi sister.” She smiled at me. I ignored and let the maids continue dressing my dress. Unlike me Lisa had found her mate and she had absolutely rubbed into my face. How could I have not found my mate. It was such a shame, but she had found hers. That was what she had always told me. “So you’re finally getting married today.” She winked at me as she flung herself on a nearby Chair and winked at me in mischief. I rolled my eyes and ignored her. I was not going to let her get to me, not today at least. I was already frustrated at the prospect of living with someone I didn’t love. “Your boring fairy tale dreams didn’t come true did they?” She asked batting her eyelashes at me. “Why aren’t you wearing your bridesmaids dress?” I asked her dryly. I wasn’t interested if Lisa wore her dress or not, what I was interested was in the secret hopes lurking in my mind that Lisa had some mischief rolled up her sleeping and perhaps she would ruin the wedding itself for me. “Forget about that.” She said and then I turned away. Then I heard Lisa mimic in a child’s voice. “And After my mummy died, I knew that she was going to send me my own Prince Charming- I turned around, horrified and sure enough, Lisa was holding my diary from when I was a six year old. “How dare you!“ I screamed in rage! She had be snooping through my things again. “Give me back!” I screamed. “Give it back.” But Lisa got up to her feet and started walking. I gathered my dress and went after her, she began circling the room, still reading my diary. I wasn’t fast enough because I had my flowing dress in the way. “My princess charming would find me as his mate and then he would take me on his horse….” She continued. “Drop my diary!” I yelled. Then she stopped, turned and smiled. “Okay.” And she dropped it right in the furnace. “Noooooooooo!” I screamed and I rushed to pick my book from the flames not minding of my hand was burnt. I dropped it on the floor and I blew out the flames, but the damage had already been done. “Look at you. After being such the perfect daughter. You’re going to end up in a sad miserable home as a wife to someone you don’t even love for the rest of your life. Such a shame to your dead mother.” I lunged up and threw her a punch and she landed on the floor, I heard the maids gasp and I pounced on her and began throwing punches. And all of a sudden I felt a hand yank me up and come right in between the both of us. It was Nana, my nanny. “What in the hell is going on?” Nana looked at me and then Lisa. Lisa got up to her feet, but she was bleeding and her face looked disoriented. “Keep that monster away from me!” Lisa screamed, and then she saw her face in the mirror and she screamed in terror at the realization of the damage I had done to her face. “How could you even do this to me?” She screamed. One thing that could run Lisa mad was ruining her face and she ran out of the room. Nana turned to look at me and gave me a questioned face. I said nothing, but went back down and picked up my half burnt book from the floor. “You can’t let her ruin your day for you.” Nana told me. “You’re going to give her the satisfaction she wants.” “Ruin my day?” I said. “Nana you know I am not in anyway interested in this day.” I said as I dropped my diary on a shelf and walked towards the window and looked down. They were setting up the chairs for the wedding. My wedding. “I know how you feel. I can understand it to certain degree at least.” Nana said standing close to me and resting her hand on the window. Then she smiled. “I’m so proud of you, you fought and You didn’t get a single scratch on that perfect face. Well all except for the fact that your dress and veil looks like you went through hell and back. We laughed together. Then she held my hand and took me back to where the maids were so that they could adjust my dress. “I love you and I hate to see you unhappy.” She said. “And that’s why I’m going to- The door to my room opened and my father came in. “There she is.” He said. “My little princess.” The maids bowed and left their head downcast. My father walked up to me and kissed my cheeks. “I’ve never seen an angel like you before.” He smiled at me, then he looked down at how I was. “Mind I asking what happened?” Nana smiled and bowed her head. “I shall be in my way now. I have things to settle.” And she left. I forced a tight smile so he wouldn’t know how truly unhappy I was. Then he hugged me and cupped my cheeks. “I am so proud of you.” Then the door opened and my step mother, Camilla, the witch herself came into the room. “It seems someone is getting ready for her special day.” She said. I knew that whatever Camilla had to say was never good. She had hated me from the day she had come into our lives and I had only been five then. In fact, I knew she was in all words delighted I was going. The days of me believing that she was good we’re gone. I wasn’t so stupid and naïve anymore. “Camilla our angel is going to be leaving us today.” My father said. Father was extremely handsome. At the age of thirty eight, he looked as young as he had been when he was only a teenager. I know because I had seen his pictures and there was no difference. Unlike him, I had raven black hair in contrast to his blonde one and then my eyes were sea green. I knew that I had picked my mother’s features, even though we didn’t have a single picture belonging to her I our castle. My father never liked speaking of her. She was a forbidden but ever lingering subject in our lives. I knew little of her from the rumors that were circulating the mansion. Stories that my mother had eloped with a lover and eventually died living with him. I couldn’t remember her since I was a child when she had died but I remembered someone used to always sing to me and I could still remember her scent. “It breaks our hearts to see you go.” Camilla said. How long had she held me in that deception? That she actually cared about me. Her and her daughter Lisa. I wondered if Lisa had gone straight to her mother to report what had happened. That was typical with Lisa always being a wuss after starting the fighting. “I would like a few minutes alone with my daughter.” Camilla said. Then she looked at my father. “Women things.” “Of course.” Father said and then he walked out of the room and all the maids followed and closed the door shut. “You truly do look like an angel.” She told me. “I know this isn’t what you want.” I looked at her. “What do you know about what I want?” She walked around me. “Raven you don’t understand me. You think I hate you when all I’m doing is trying to be tough on you. Like a good mother would.” She said to me. “Save the act.” I said not ready to engage her in a charade or see her gloat the same way her daughter would. “Raven.” She sighed looking at me and shaking at her head. “I know I have been tough on you, but I did it because I wanted to raise you well.” “Nana raised me.” I pointed out neatly not you. She looked at me and sighed. Then she opened her purse and handed me a paper. I frowned and looked at her. “What’s that?” I asked. “Take it and see for yourself.” She said. I collected it suspiciously. It was a flight to New York. For this morning. “I don’t get the joke.” I said. “It’s not a joke.” She sighed. “Raven you’ve been here and I don’t want to see you live a life that you don’t want to live. You deserve all the happiness you can get. You deserve to be happy. If you get married today you’re going to be doing what your daddy says. Hell you’ve been doing what your daddy says.” “But I want to make him happy.” I said. “By taking away your own happiness?” She asked me. “You don’t do that. I’m giving you the chance to start your life afresh. Live your life the way you want to.” “I can’t do this.” I said taking a step back. “Lucius your betrothed is a brute!” She told me. “He beats his mistresses and you’re not going to be any different. Believe me when I tell you that I’m doing you a very big favor.” She covered my hand with the flight ticket. “Take my word for this. There isn’t much time.” She told me. “Do this and just stay away for a while, I’ll solve everything with your father.” “But my father would- “He would forgive you.” She told me. “I would make sure he does. Follow your heart Camilla.” Then she left the room. I turned around and looked at the papers in my hand. The flight was scheduled for 11am. The time was currently eight. I took one look at myself in the mirror and decided that Camilla was right. I was going to shape my own destiny. Then I rushed to my bedside table and pulled it open. Inside I found the paper Nana had given me with information about the Alpha I had found to be my mate. Alpha Alec Heaven. His address was there. Heaven companies. I felt my heart leap in ecstasy. This could be it. This could be my dream fairytale. I knew that if I had found Alpha Alec to be my mate, his inner wolf also declared me to be his mate. I locked my room, took of my wedding dress and veil. Then I pulled on a pair of jeans and a top and packed my hair in a ponytail. I packed what I could in a duffel bag. Then I picked out my atm cards and dumped them inside. I opened the window, slung the bag on my arm and started climbing out. It wasn’t the first time I had sneaked out of my room through my window, but yet it was extremely dangerous since I was on the sixth floor. I successfully reached the ground floor. I searched around for Nana but I could not find her. When I eventually did see her, there were guards and I could not afford to be seen, so I quickly hid. I knew I couldn’t wait for he. If I was found out to be missing, the gates would be locked and men would be dispersed to find me, I knew . And so because I knew that I could not afford to be caught, I reluctantly left without seeing Nana. The letter that I had left under my pillow would find itself to her and I had her number so I knew I could contact. Because I had no idea how to drive, I took one of the horses in the stable and made my escape from my home. As I rode, I pulled out all my technological devices and flung them away and watched them crash and scatter because I knew that If I ran away with them, my father would use his men to track me and find out where exactly I was. I closed my eyes, in hopes that he would not be angry with me for too long. I reached the road and got off the horse and smacked her gently so that she could run back home. I walked down the road and looked for a ride, my inside riling up in fear that any moment from now my father would grab me and take me back home. A car stopped for me. “Where are you going to?” The driver an elderly man probably in his sixties. “The airport please.” I said. “I’m not going that way, but you seem in a hurry, so hop in.” He said. “Thank you.” I said and I got in. When I got to the airport I was directed to where my flight was and I did not feel safe until I had felt the airplane in motion. At the back of my head, I was worried that my father was going to still come from nowhere and get me. And when we were finally in the air, I felt relief and it dawned on me. Here I was, on a plane to New York to find my mate, to start life according to my own terms. I smiled and turned to look at the window.