Mated To The Omega

14

Grace smiled as Logan came back unharmed

"What happened?" She asked he sighed

"Long story short they want to kill the Royal Heir. They say she can take down many packs single handed. We agreed to follow only we capture her" he said she frowned and started to panic

She didn't now if she was the Royal Heir but she was didn't want to die or get captured. She sighed

"What's wrong?" He asked

"How could do that Logan? What if she's harmless?" Grace said he looked startled

"W-well um she can be dangerous. Did you see how fast she ran when we chased after her?" He asked

Grace had a smug look on her face

"But what if she just wants to be normal?" She asked

"Why are you siding with her? She can kill us!!" Logan said

"I'm not. I just don't like hearing about killing other wolves and capturing them" she mumbled

He pulled her into a hug

"It's okay" he kissed her forehead.

That's when Grace remembered something

'If you ever feel lonely just look at the picture of us'

That's what her mother had said in the letter.

That's it!!!

That's where her birth mothers letter was

"Logan I have to go. I'll be back in 10 minutes" she said he frowned

"Why?" He whined she giggled

"Your not such the big bad Alpha in front of me" she said

He grumbled and put his head in her neck

"Because you make me go crazy" he mumbled.

He kissed her collarbone and released her

"Bye" she said kissing him he smiled

Then she left. She ran home. To her mothers letter

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When she burst into her house. She ran straight towards the picture. She forced it open.

And a letter drifted towards the floor. It said her name on it

She picked it up with shaky fingers and slowly opened it. She read her mothers letter.

Grace,

My child. My beautiful baby girl. When you read this you will now why you are different. Let's start from the beginning. When I met your father.

He was a strange young teenage boy. Always playing around and never concentrating on being the next Alpha. He did want to find his mate however.

I had just moved into his town. My mother had married a man who was apart of the Royal Pack. My father. Your Grandfather had died 2 months after I was born. Rouge attack

My mother and father were never mates but they loved each other very much. When my mother met the man from the Royal Pack they knew they were mates.

Together they had a son who was my half-brother and your Uncle. I was not happy on moving but then I met your father. He was very possessive and I wanted nothing to do with him.

He followed me around every were like a lost puppy. He turned down dates with other girls and plans with his best friends to follow me.

I soon gave in because I was annoyed that he kept following me. I told him one date and if I didn't like it he didn't get another chance.

Our date went pretty well and we got together. After we got married I got pregnant with you. Now I'm writing this letter while your still in my stomach. But if you are reading this it means I was killed by rouges. But Grace. You are Grace Royal. Direct descendant of Joseph Royal. Your father, my husband. I do not now if anyone will survive the Rouge attack

But you can always check. The pack territory is where New York State borders Canada. You will find it. You will now where to go. You will see the remains of the pack. Abandoned houses leftover food. The easy part is getting in. All you have to do is sneak past the guards that guard the Royals territory. Well if we don't survive packs have guards that are important. Ours for sure.

All you have to do is distract them and run across the territory to the house. The hard part is getting out. If the guards catch you inside you will have to reveal yourself as the Royal Heir. But other than that you will go inside the biggest house there. Your home. There will be a timeline up in the great hall. Showing all of our/your relatives faces.

If our faces have been crossed it means we are gone. Not with you If not it means we are still alive. You my child will be at the top of the timeline with me and Joseph.
I do hope my brother will survive. But I must go. Your father is calling me. Goodbye my love. Sweet dreams.

Love,

Jasmine Royal, your mother

P.S. I do hope your mate was as good as mine. And if he isn't put him in his place.

Grace stared at the letter. The tears dropping from her eyes. Her mother was killed by Rouges. And so was her Father. Her family. She was the Royal Heir. She was in danger from her own mate.

She looked at the letter again. She could go to the Royal Pack territory. But what would she tell Logan?

There was a knock on the door. She quickly stuffed the letter back in the picture and rubbed her eyes. She opened the door and saw Logan

"It's been a half an hour" he said

She was startled. Has she been gone for 30 minutes.

"Sorry" she mumbled he saw her crestfallen face and cradled it

"What's wrong" he whispered she shook her head

"Just was looking through old things" she said he nodded. "What do you want to do today?"

"Sorry babe I can't I have to plan how to capture the Royal heir" he said she tensed up and he took it the wrong way. "Oh right you don't like talking about that stuff"

He kissed her nose and she smiled weakly.

"I am however planning another date for us" he whispered she pecked him on the mouth

"Where?" She asked

"Tomorrow. It's a surprise." He said she rolled her eyes. "Just wear something for the outdoors and bring a bathing suit."

"What are you up too?" She asked he grinned

"Nothing" he smiled. "You'll going out tomorrow"

"Okay fine" she sighed

Then they both left. But Grace was still afraid. She wasn't going to go down with her own pack. She was going to fight for her own life and her family. Even if it meant fighting her own mate.