Alpha's Reborn Mate

CHAPTER 3 : FAMILY

On her way back home, Samirah decided to walk around a little to soak in the familiar streets and shops. She missed the place she grew up in. She was a smiling to herself, kicking up a pebble under her feet when another pair of feet stopped before her.

Samirah looked up and her smile dropped.

"Samirah, I called you so many times. Why didn't you answer the call!" Thea asked worriedly. She reached out to touch her arm but Samirah flinched back.

Being near Thea only reminded her of the past. The days she spent in the dark, cold cell, the pain upon seeing her was too real.

"I was busy," Samirah avoided eye contact. She wanted to lash out and hit her but she wasn't sure if that was a good idea. If something happened to Thea then Alan would surely come after her. She had to think of a way to properly break away from the pair of dog and b***h.

"Busy? Why are you lying? I saw you chatting with Alice in the garden!" Thea said angrily.

Samirah was startled. So what she saw? Did Samirah ever sell herself to Thea? Did she belong to them alone?

"Don't bring Alice into this. I bumped into her so we talked for a while." Samirah felt annoyed that she had to explain herself to Thea when the one to do the explaining was Thea!

"Whatever! I don't care if she bumped into you! But if she's the reason you didn't return Alan or my calls, then it's a problem! Don't you think she's getting in between us?"

Samirah sneered, "You are being dramatic Thea! I can't talk to others?"

Thea was taken aback by Samirah's shout. Samirah never raised her voice. Even if someone shouted at her, she'd shrink back like a mouse. Since when did she become fearless? Knowing that fighting wasn't going to solve it, Thea stopped.

"Think about it and come back to me when you know where everything went wrong! Just remember not to let others come in between us. Alan also tried to reach you but you didn't answer. He was so upset and called me. I had nothing to say to him because my best friend was with someone else, having a nice little chat! Explain to him when you meet him."

Thea was satisfied and turned to leave. That should be enough to make her insecure about Alan. Samirah was always afraid of Alan not liking her or someone else getting in between them. Bringing him up like this would surely make Samirah cut off her friendship with Alice. A smirk appeared on Thea's face when Samirah couldn't see.

Once she was gone, Samirah rolled her eyes and took a different route for home. She didn't want to run into Thea again. She saw it as a bad omen. As for whatever she barked, Samirah already forgot about it.

Samirah took the long way home when the sky was turning dark blue. Her house was in a fairly good locality. Usually a pack would either be made purely of werewolves or consist a small amount of humans who didn't know about their beastly ways of survival.

Due to the rigorous filtering of the pack, here were very few humans in forest ridge, which made it convenient for the residents to be comfortable in their skin and not jump at the slightest appearance of humans around them.

Among the countless packs in the world, there were very few who had a low human population. It was usually the stronger ones that had the time, energy and money to filter them out to the extent of not having more than a small percentage of humans. It was almost impossible to have no humans as all, but the population could be controlled.

Samirah liked her pack. The Alpha was also a good man who was good at protecting his people. Although the pack later turned against her, Samirah wasn't unreasonable enough to hold it against them. It was her mistake in the first place. For that reason, she wanted to give back to her pack this time by being loyal.

Her mind was wandering to different places, thinking of what could be changed this time.

She arrived at the house where she lived with her aunt, uncle and cousins. Her maternal aunt was a woman in her late thirties. Her temperament was just like a nitpicking old lady. Her husband was a typical man who didn't speak when his wife (mate) was speaking.

Samirah's two cousins were twins. Both boys of eight years of age. They were yet to have their coming of age ceremony. They were mischievous little mice that never listened unless given benifits for it. Samirah didn't interact with them because of their mischief.

When Samirah opened the door with her spare key, her first thought was to embrace those mischievous little things so close and give them kisses. All those missed hugs and words of love were old debts in her heart. She wanted to love her little cousins this time.

"I'm home."

"You are late." Came the response of her aunt. She was dressed in a night gown with an apron tied to her waist. She was holding her spatula (stained with grease) and standing by the doorway.

"The test ended late and later I went to the park with a friend." Samirah gave a simple and clear explanation as she took off her shoes and placed then neatly in the cabinet.

"With Thea?" Aunt Iris asked. It was a question but the expression said it wasn't. She already knew it was Thea because Samirah had no other friends.

"No. I made a new friend."

Aunt Iris was surprised at the news. Samirah barely made a friend throughout her school life. If she hadn't met Thea, it was likely that she'd graduate with no friends next to her.

"Really? That's nice to know." Aunt Iris didn't sound rude, not did she make a remark about her.

"I called you a few times because you didn't come home on time. Next time at least send a text saying you will be late." Aunt Iris' voice grew faint behind Samirah. She took the stairs upstairs, throwing a response over her shoulder.

She stopped in front of a door right before hers. A small cardboard cutout was hung up on the door. It read 'Chris and Josh's lair. Enter with caution.' Samirah smiled and knocked.

"Chris, Josh," She cautiously opened the door when there was no response. She peeked inside, making sure it was safe as the placard on the door said. Seeing the messy room and two lumps on the beds, she entered the room.

Josh and Chris were covered in their quilts and were fast asleep. Those little devils were the cutest when sleeping. Samirah was experiencing it for the first time because she didn't have the chance nor the intention of paying attention to them back then.

Times change. People change.

Samirah tip toed to their small desks, opened the drawers and stuffed equal amounts of chocolates in each one. She placed a small note as well.

She had written them in the park. Alice gave her the idea when Samirah told her about the little cousins she had at home. She mentioned how they weren't very close and her meaning to be good to them. Alice was a good listener and even better at providing suggestions. She conjured pieces of colorful paper and told her to write a note for both of them.

Added to a bunch of chocolates, they were bound to be moved by her.

Samirah placed the note at the very bottom, making sure it was covered with little chocolates. She peered on top of the two beds, smiled at them and left the room.

Her own room was right next to the boys. It was pretty simple, which fit her style. A wardrobe, decent double bed, a wide window covered in dark curtains and a desk.

She also had a shelf with small things as decor. Samirah had no achievements to her name that could be proudly displayed on it. A carpet was right by the bed. It was big enough to reach under the window. Sometimes Samirah would sit on the carpet by the window and doze off. The familiar scent in the room was nostalgic.

How long has it been? Samirah was away from home for eight years. She didn't realise it before but in fact the thing she craved most in her last moments was comfort. Surrounded in pain and negative emotions, Samirah wanted comfort. A place, a person, anything.

A kind gaze would have been enough to diminish all those regretful emotions. She wasn't luck to have it. Being back home was a blessing she'd never take for granted.