Undercover Wolf novel Chapter 27

"Well actually, I knew I said we would spend the day together, but I got a call from the Alpha of the Brightwater Pack, and he wants to formulate that alliance I suggested. I'm leaving this evening."

I gaped and stared at him in utter distress. "You're leaving!?"

"Yes but I promise I'll make it up to you" He tried with a regretful look on his face.

It's not that I was being selfish or inconsiderate; being an Alpha's daughter meant I knew how very important alliances were. But I just couldn't help my hurt. The first few days after a wolf is claimed were the most emotional days of her life.

My wolf was always itching to be around her new mate until she gets used to the changes somewhat. Not to mention the fact that my heat was in a week. It was like PMSing but ten times worse.

"Just go" I croaked out and dashed for the stairs. Well there goes my good mood.

"Hey hey Roxy" I was stopped before I could emerge further. "Roxy I'm sorry, believe me I know how emotional you are right now, but-"

"I know Ace. It's important "

"And so are you. That's why I only made it one night. I'll be home tomorrow evening " I felt a little at ease then, but still upset.

"And you'll be gone again in one week"

He sighed and sat on the stairs, then gently rested me on his thigh. He brushed my hair from my face, tucking it slowly behind my ear before continuing.

"Roxy, I want nothing more than to stay here with you forever. But I am the Alpha now, and my dad wasn't like me at all. Alliances are really important, especially now since I'm new at this. So in every way possible, I have to ensure that my pack is safe"

A pang of guilt rushed through me at that, but I quickly pushed it away before he could pick it up through the bond. I already knew all of this, but my hormones were blocking it from my head. I knew he had to do what's necessary for his pack, especially now since more powerful Alphas can target him since he's new at this.

Alphas like my dad.

"I know Ace. I'm sorry for being a spoiled bratty mate"

"You're not a spoiled bratty mate. You're my perfect mate" His lips automatically met mine in a slow, majestic kiss.

Perfect mate, he said.

'But only if you knew.'

"Only if I knew what? " He asked after pulling away as he looked at me expectantly. 'Shit did I just push that through the mind link? I forgot we'd be connected through that now.'

"Yes we're connected through it now" He chuckled softly after once again hearing my thoughts. Luckily, he wasn't suspicious or anything, just curious.

"If only you knew how flawed I am" I said truthfully. I wasn't perfect. Far from it actually.

'Hard to do that when I'm breaking into my mate's office, with his scent everywhere.'

"Yea sure" I said instead.

I didn't wait for him to say anything else to make me feel even more worse about myself. Ace's office looked exactly the same as how I saw it the last time--shelves of stacked folders, neatly and precisely placed in a specific order.

His camera lights blinked red, and the light breeze blew through the window, making me shiver a bit. I slowly walked to his computer, loving how his scent in the room surprisingly calmed me.

I guess I'll be sleeping in his bed tonight.

The computer was again easily accessible for me, and I browsed through his software to see if I could find anything that Aiden would find useful.

I suddenly stopped halfway through, when I said a folder with my pack name on it. The folder held numerous files, even some that I didn't even think dad owned .Then, my eyes stopped on something interesting. It was a document with the names of all the pack members that were taken from my pack.

I slowly scrolled through the list of fifty, carefully glancing over each name. A light knock on the door captured my attention for a while, since Aiden was probably getting antsy.

However, I just ignored him and went back to my list. My breath suddenly hitched when I hit the fiftieth name-- a name I knew too well. Not from experience, but from stories or random pictures from home. Dianna Gilbert.

The name that belongs to my mom.