The Alpha's Daughter (Un-Edited Version)

I smiled as I walked towards the door, listening to my feet beat against the hard tiled floor. I had found happiness, in the place where I least expected it. I had found love, in a man who drove me up the wall. I had found reconciliations, where I had been looking for a fight.

Not bad for Annie Knight.

Oh well…All good things must come to an end.

I opened the front door, stepping out into the cold, bleak night. For May, it was bloody freezing, and I knew that there was no heating where I was going.

Gordon:

The light flickered in my study, making shadows dance on the walls. I sighed, rubbing at my face.

Annie.

She was too fiery for her own good sometimes. It hadn’t surprised me in the slightest that she had managed to end up in with Dante. Fire was what attracted Dante to people. He was like a moth; an extremely angry, hate-filled moth.

When Annie was younger, she used to want to be like her brothers; going out at full moons. What father would want that for his little girl? I didn’t want Annie out there fighting wolves in the middle of the night, losing the humanity she possessed in place for the brutality and strength that came with being a glorified dog.

But she had seemingly found it anyway.

Packs like Dante’s came far and between. I knew from past experience that he was a ruthless Alpha; his beta – Freddo, or something like that – looked like he was hardly lucid in the hallway. Not to mention when he tried to take Annie’s mother-

I swallowed, the light of the room beginning to dim with the faulty bulb. I would die for my children, any of them. And I had known when Annie came back that she would be in trouble; why else would she have come back?

Dante would destroy her if he got his hands on her again. She had escaped last time from what she had told us, but he would completely ruin her if she went back to him. Dante didn’t do second chances.

He wasn’t going to hurt my family again. I needed to put being a father before being an Alpha for once in my life.

And I needed to start by looking out for Annie.

Cal:

Something was wrong. Something was very, very wrong. I couldn’t hear Annie. I mean, okay; she was good at blocking me out of her head, but I couldn’t even sense her. I had thought she was upstairs with Rosie, and I hadn’t really wanted to disturb her, but now I was worried.

“Annie, m’darlin’?” I called, knocking on the door of the bedroom. There was no reply, so I pushed it open.

The room was empty except from Rosie lying sleeping in her cot, a piece of paper stuck to the side of it with sellotape. Oh God, please tell me it wasn’t a suicide note. With shaking hands, I unfolded it.

To Cal,

I’m not really sure what I’m supposed to write. Goodbye, I guess, would be a good place to start.

I’m not letting you lot die for me, okay? And I hope that when Rosie’s old enough, you’ll let her know that I wasn’t walking away from her, I was just trying to be a good mum. Because after all these years, I finally understand why my dad did what he did.

You’re probably going to flip. Just don’t break anything. And don’t go and get drunk, you stupid wolf; it’s not going to help anyone.

Just look after Ro, okay?

Lots of love,

Annie

X

It was like time had stopped; like I was somehow stuck in the moment, going through the motions. She was gone? Annie…had left? I looked down at Rosie. Annie had left…to save the baby?

Too many questions and not enough answers. I bolted, darting down the stairs and out of the front door, looking around. Christ, where did she go?

I glanced at the trees, trying to get the slightest glimpse of what was going through her head.

Don’t die…Won’t die…Can’t kill me…Fingers like Wotsits…Sugar Puffs…

I sprinted towards the trees, ignoring the branches catching at my arms, and ignoring the sensation of skin tearing as my bare feet pounded against the sharp stones on the ground. She had to be here somewhere.