Grace's POV
*Two days later*
I woke up and the bed was empty. His spot cold as ice so I groaned. He'd better not be doing alpha work. I sat up.
"Don't worry I'm not doing any work" I shrieked.
"Jesus christ" I placed my hands on chest as my heart raced rapidly.
"Sorry for frightening you love" he stood in the door way of the balcony.
"What are you doing up?" I asked.
"Thinking" he said.
"Thinking?" I questioned.
"You haven't met my father yet and that's quite something to think about" he said.
"Why so?" I spiked brushing my hair over my shoulder and getting of the bed.
"He hated omegas, can smell one from miles and I'm quite surprised he hasn't come over here and kill you. My mother doesn't really care but I still can't use you curing her as an excuse" he said.
I took slow strides till I stood in front of him and placed a kiss on his cheek.
"Don't stress I'm sure everything will be alright" I said.
"If you said that about someone else I'd agree but not my father" his hand wrapped around my waist as the cool air from outside blew in against my once warm body.
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The Alpha's Omega
WerewolfOne Alpha, One Omega Quite the wrong mate yet it seems so right. There just no telling what can go down when an Alpha gets and Omega as a mate. Grace's fate as a Luna lies in the hands of the elders must I include her mother?
