Alpha’s daughter

OLIVIA

For a second, she just stared at me like she couldn’t believe I meant it. Then her lips curved into a smile. “Really?” she asked.

“Really,” I said, nodding. “Just for tonight.”

Logan smiled too, his cute dimple appearing in his cheek. “That’s a great idea. Come on, Mia. Get ready… we’ll wait for you.”

She nodded quickly and ran back inside, her hair bouncing behind her.

I turned back to Logan, forcing another smile. “Just this once,” I murmured, teasing lightly.

He chuckled, sliding his arms around my waist. “You’re too kind for your own good, you know that?”

“Maybe,” I said quietly. “But I’m not heartless.”

He brushed a strand of hair from my face and kissed my forehead. “That’s one of the things I love most about you.”

It didn’t take long before I heard the click of heels against the floor.

When I turned toward the doorway, I nearly forgot how to breathe.

Mia stood there, wearing a short black dress that highlighted her curves like it had been stitched on her skin. Her hair, which had been a tangled mess moments ago, now fell in soft curls around her shoulders. Her lips, still a little swollen from crying earlier, were painted with nude lipstick.

For someone who’d been rejected and heartbroken a few minutes ago, she suddenly looked… gorgeous.

She smiled shyly at Logan, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “I hope I’m not overdressed,” she said softly. “I just didn’t want to embarrass you two.”

Embarrass us?

I blinked, trying to keep my expression neutral, even as irritation started to creep in.

Logan cleared his throat quickly. “You look… nice, Mia.”

There was something about the way his gaze lingered just a second too long that made my heart skip. Before I could dwell on it, I felt Logan’s arm slide around my waist, pulling me closer. My heart melted as he lowered his head and pressed a soft kiss to my lips. “But no one,” he murmured against my mouth, “looks better than my baby.”

I couldn’t help the laugh that slipped out of me, my fingers curling into his shirt. “Oh, I know,” I said, meeting his gaze with a playful smirk.

He grinned, brushing his thumb over my cheek. “You’re always stunning, baby.”

“Can you blame me?” I teased back.

He laughed and leaned in again, his forehead resting against mine. For a moment, the world fell away… then a soft throat-clear broke the moment.

Mia stood by the doorway, clutching her purse with both hands, smiling as if she hadn’t just interrupted something. “You two are adorable,” she said sweetly. “Sorry, didn’t mean to ruin the moment.”

I stepped back slightly, forcing a smile. “You didn’t.”

Logan turned, smiling warmly at her. “Ready to go?”

She nodded quickly, her gaze shifting between us. “Yeah.”

I slid into the passenger seat while Mia slipped into the back. The engine roared to life, and soon the lights of the packhouse faded behind us.

Logan reached for my hand on the console, giving it a soft squeeze. “You okay?”

I smiled faintly, though my stomach twisted. “Of course.”

The moment we stepped out of the car, the cool night breeze brushed against my bare shoulders. As soon as I pushed the building door open, all eyes turned toward us.

Then, one by one, heads began to bow.

I forced a smile. “Please,” I said softly, waving a hand, “no formalities tonight. I just came to have a drink like everyone else.”

They nodded quickly, but the respect in their eyes never dimmed. No matter what I said, I’d always be the Alpha’s daughter, the next in line. The one they’d one day call Alpha Olivia.

Logan slipped his fingers through mine, grounding me. “Relax,” he whispered with a grin. “You’re allowed to have fun too, future Alpha.”

I rolled my eyes playfully. “If Father heard you say that, he’d start planning the coronation tomorrow.”

He chuckled and pulled me closer to him.

Mia stepped in beside us, and a couple of the pack warriors greeted her politely, bowing their heads too, though not as low as they had for me. Still, she smiled sweetly at each of them, tossing her curls over her shoulder.

We made our way deeper into the bar, and the scent of whiskey and roasted meat filled the air.

“Logan!” Three men waved from the corner booth, half-empty glasses in front of them.

Logan grinned. “My old idiots,” he muttered fondly before leading me over.

“Guys, this is…”

“Olivia, yeah,” one of them said with a teasing smile, standing to shake my hand. “The famous Alpha’s daughter. We’ve heard plenty.”

I smiled politely, used to the title by now. But before Logan could introduce Mia, one of the men blinked in surprise.

“Wait a minute… Mia?”

Her face lit up. “Ethan?”

And before I could process it, she threw her arms around him. “Oh my Goddess, it’s been years!”

Logan chuckled. “You two remember each other?”

“Of course!” Ethan said, grinning wide. “She and Logan were the nightmares of senior year. Always sneaking out of detention together.”

My brows twitched. “Sneaking out?” I asked lightly, glancing at Logan.

He rubbed the back of his neck, smiling sheepishly. “It was nothing serious. We were just… dumb kids.”

Mia laughed softly. “Yeah, we were trouble. Logan used to copy my math homework, remember?”

“Hey!” he protested with a grin. “You offered!”

They both laughed, and though the sound was harmless, something about it made my stomach twist again.

I tried to keep my face calm, joining the laughter. “Well,” I said, taking a seat beside Logan, “I guess I’m learning new things about my boyfriend tonight.”

The conversation drifted into stories I couldn’t relate to- names of old teachers, failed pranks, school dances, and fights during wolf training.

I tried to follow along, smiling when they laughed, nodding when Logan threw in a quick “You should’ve seen Mia back then!” but the truth was, I felt like a stranger at my own table.

Then Mia’s phone began to ring.

She reached for it quickly, glancing at the screen before answering. “Hello? ...what?!” Her voice cracked slightly, and all eyes turned to her. “Wait, slow down. When did you last see her?”

Her hand trembled as she listened. When she hung up, tears had gathered in her eyes again.