Novel & Cerita Mated To My Best Friend's Alpha Dad

Yet another stupid fucking mistake, a wildly emotional decision that would have been hell for the pack had I'd died. "You remind me of your father a great deal." I glanced up at him. He smiled softly. "In the best of ways, alpha." My lips twitched. "I hear the Brightclaw genes are… strong." I looked away. I hadn't told him about Vivian yet or Hazel. I wasn't even sure that I should. He'd born enough in his life as assistant to the alpha of Brightclaw. "Why… weren't you ever made beta?" I asked, the thought coming to me.

I had reached up and nipped at his throat, making him instantly hard which I counted as my own win. ‘I think you have that backwards, my love. An Alpha is only as good as his Luna,’ he says. That gives me a moment of sadness, reminding me that my father feels like less of an Alpha since he took Lysa as his mate. Our pack was happy and strong when my mother was alive. Even after she passed, I was able to pick up a lot of the things that she handled in the pack. It wasn’t until dad took Lysa as his mate that things changed.

I say, looking into her eyes, and she nods. "He didn't feel entitled towards the child or me. He found his mate, I didn't, but after Maddie was born, we ignored each other. He may not even remember me, " she gives me a bitter smile. "Do you keep seeing him?" I can feel her hand squeezing mine stronger. "Maddie's father was an Alpha of the Full Moon Pack.”

Honestly, I wasn't looking forward to it, and with good cause because I didn't find him that night, and I haven't till now. A few months after that, I got a call from my best friend, Marissa. She was heartbroken. She had found her mate, none other than our alpha's son. But he rejected her. One, because she was not from his pack, and two, because she was a gamma's daughter, and he wanted nothing less than a beta. Crazy, right? Because she had already beaten the beta of his pack and hers, plenty of times during sparing.

I could finally breathe without inhaling his infuriatingly perfect scent. Alpha Dad sighed, then gave me a sad little smile. “I’m sorry my son didn’t embrace the mate bond immediately. We thought we raised him better.” Was I supposed to say It’s okay now? “Yeah, maybe follow up next time to check for personality defects,” I said flatly. Oof. Direct hit. His face twitched. “We… had a situation,” he continued, choosing diplomacy over drama. “A lone wolf we took in turned out to be dangerous. She killed Andrew’s grandparents – my parents. Tried to weaken me because she couldn’t get to the Luna.”

It had to be a verdict of some kind. "Okay," I mumbled, ready to leave then stopped. "I'll only do it if you come home for dinner tonight." He glared at me and then shrugged. "Do whatever you want." It wasn't a yes, but yet it wasn't exactly a no either. After a long bath and a breakfast of cereal, because my dear husband hadn't cooked my breakfast, I made my way to my father's pack. My father, Alpha James, had become Alpha of the New Moon pack by marrying my mother, the daughter of the previous Alpha. He had been mated to his mate and had two kids with her before she died mysteriously.

Then I walked away. After thinking for a while, I returned to my father’s working room. “I don’t care if Cameron has already had a mate. An Alpha can have more than a mate,” Alpha Fred said. My father tapped his fingers on the couch. “It’s not a matter of an Alpha can have more than a mate. Yet Cameron loves his mistress.” “It’s not my business. It’s only a marriage of convenience. As Cameron and Nate are best friends, surely he doesn’t want to see my daughter’s pup be a bastard, doesn’t he?”

He wouldn't know how sweet his words were. He hummed in reply before asking me, “How are Alpha and Luna today?” “Still the same as usual,” I replied with a faint smile. “Still the same cuddly wolf in front of you?” he asked. This time I was the one who laughed aloud at his reply. My father, Alpha Andre, was the strongest alpha as of now. He was feared by most werewolves. He chose a second mate, Witch Rose, after my mother died.

He and the Alpha were also my best friends, although my dad didn’t want me playing around with boys. As fate would have it, we had been mated during the mating ceremony two years ago when I was seventeen and he was nineteen. It was great news because he had had a crush on me for the longest time, and since he was one of my oldest friends, I loved being mated to him. For as long as I could recall, we were happy and things seemed to be going well, until he died one sunny afternoon in his sleep.

"We don't need to. Just get out. This marriage is not happening. I... I-I dislike... alphas!" "Your best friend is an alpha." How did he even know? Did Mama and Papa tell him about this?! Ugh, if thoughts could kill! "He's the only alpha I like." "Add me to the list." "There's no list." "Make a list." " " " "