Semua Bab The Alphas Secret Mate: Bab 51 - Bab 57

RileyI finally made it home after dark. My feet had been killing me after working all day at Flora and Fauna. The pack had loved the flowers we did for the full moon ceremony and everyone had been placing orders for weeks since. All I wanted was to have a bath and crawl into bed. But as I pulled up to the house, the lights still off, I was beginning to worry. Ever since Olly had gotten his wolf he had been acting strange. Every time I saw him my heart would race because despite the hours of cleaning I had put in I was convinced he would be able to smell Logan here. Especially in my bedroom. My hand rubbed my chest. There had been a dull ache there ever since Logan left. I was determined not to think about him. This was for the best. Of course I knew my son had been seeing him and having his scent still invade my house was making putting him out of my mind much harder.Of course all his hateful words he said before he left would make the pain increase. He was probably with one of thos

RileyThere is a small graveyard where we honour our dead on the outskirts of our pack. I would normally drive but today I needed the air and time and space to think. I had thought of shifting there. My wolf hasn't been let out for a while but of all days the anniversary of Dylan's death is not the one for that. A breeze whistles through my hair as I take the untrodden path through the forest. Birds sing in the trees and I put one foot in front of the other. So many memories of our time together come back on a day like today. Whilst most of them are good, not all are. Dylan was my mate. My fated mate. Yet whilst he never hit me—I wouldn't have said our relationship was without its flaws. He kept trying to get me pregnant again as if the pack didn't know we were mated. But anything I wore would draw too much attention to me. There were good days when he was like in the beginning but more often than not he made me cry. I didn't want that for Olly. I knew he wanted a mate. Was desperate

RileyIt was ten to eight as I finished prepping my updo, the pins not wanting to stick as I gave myself one last look in the mirror. I was dressed in a long figure-hugging black dress with a modest amount of cleavage on show and black stilettos with fishnet tights peeking out. I looked the part for my date but honestly it felt as if I was headed to a funeral. My eyes just looked sad. No amount of curling my lashes or drawing on some winged liner helped. I finally got the pin in before I grabbed the tight diamond choker and secured it around my neck. It was beautiful. Stunning in fact. The nicest thing anyone ever gave me. But as I struggled to swallow it made me feel more like a dog on a leash. Was Violet right? Did Ivan think he owned any right to me from a few mere trinkets? "No, it's been a weird day, that's all this is," I took the bandage off my finger. A small pink scar was there but it had fully healed. Picking off a piece of lint I smoothed out my dress, about to head downsta