The Alphas second chance mate

Chapter Seven - Get Ready!

Aprils POV

I made it back from the Diner to my front door in record time.  I pretty much ran all the way.  I could have done the journey in a third of the time using my wolf speed. But humans don't take to kindly to young girls moving faster than passing cars running down their streets!  I've learnt to drive but we do not have a car and there was no way I could afford one on my salary from the Diner...  Still one day I was hoping to go off to college and major in something wonderful so that I'm not broke my entire life.

Looking at my house I couldn't believe how run down it was.  When my mom had been alive the house had been spotless inside and out.  Looking at the chipped paint on the door with the letter box hanging off made me feel really sad.  But I had no time to be miserable.  I had to face my Dad and then the Alpha Ryan.

Letting myself in I noticed that the house was pitch black.  "Dad"  I called as I flipped the switch on the wall.  I was greeted with a big old silence. Just Perfect!!  I walked into the kitchen which now resembled a war zone.  Chairs knocked over on to the floor, smashed glass on the side.  If I had to bet I'd say my dad fell through the kitchen drunk.  I couldn't see or smell any blood so at least he hadn't injured himself.

As I picked up the kitchen chairs I saw a hand scrawled not on the table.  'Meet you there' .  Well this is just absolutely brilliant!!  I checked the clock on my phone to see that I had 20 minutes to get back to the pack house.  "Well what a great birthday this is turning out to be" I said out loud to no-one as I took the stairs two at a time.

I went into the bathroom, stripped off and had the quickest shower in record history!  I'd washed my hair that morning so thankfully I didn't have to faff about with it.  Running back into my room I towel dried myself as quickly as I could and for the second time that day threw open my wardrobe looking for divine intervention.  I decided on blue denim tight fit jeans and a cold shoulder, long sleeve black blouse.  It zipped up at the front and was probably more of a 'going out to dance' top but it was all I had that was even a little on the smart side.  I added some eyeliner and mascara to my eyes and lashes and used a minimal amount of light grey eye shadow to give my eyes a smoky look.  I set my hair free from it's messy bun prison, tipped my head forward and ran my fingers through it.  "There - That will have to do" My hair fell in red waves just short of my backside.  It had been damp when I put it up in the morning meaning there was more curl to it than usual. 

I actually didn't look that bad, If I was a normal girl going out for her 18th birthday I would be more than happy with what I saw in the mirror.  The fact that I was going off to beg for and then possibly lose my life had escaped me whilst I was getting ready.  I felt my knees go week and my stomach started to turn somersaults.  I didn't have time for this.  Being late to meet the Alpha would not be the greatest of starts.  Especially as I had no idea where my Dad was.  I knew he wanted to be reunited with mom sooner rather than later.  Perhaps this was his way of doing just that.  But why did he have to put me in danger at the same time?  Why did he keep letting me down?  Tears started to form in my eyes and I flapped my hands towards them in a useless attempt to stop them spoiling my handy work.  'Deep Breaths April.'

I flew back down the stairs at break neck pace whilst wondering if I looked like some sort of backwards Cinderella story!  Sprinting into the kitchen I opened my bag and picked out my present from Lauren.  I put it on and the necklace sat at the base of my throat.  Touching it made me feel better just for a few seconds.  I walked out into our living room and took a second to look around.  Rather than committing it to memory I closed my eyes and remembered how it was when we were all here together.  My sister spread out on the sofa flipping through a pile of fashion magazines whilst tapping on her phone.  My mum sat with a glass of wine, glasses on putting together a jigsaw on her puzzle board and my dad in front of the TV watching football.  For just a moment I imagined him here too.  Sat on the floor at Megan's feet, just happy to be near her.  So where was I in all this?  I was stood awkwardly in the doorway watching my sisters mate.  Waiting for him to look me in the eyes, knowing that when he did - and he always did - I would have to look away immediately without really knowing why.  Sighing I took one final look around.  I pulled on a pair of stilettos in favour of my boots and walked out of the door.  Well if I'm going to die I should at least use footwear that works with the outfit. right?

I walked back up towards the pack house at a much slower pace.  I would use the front entrance rather than the side.  I had been invited her yes, but I could not just walked in like I owned the place.  I'd just stepped foot onto the path leading to the door when I was knocked side ways by the most amazing smell I had ever come across.  It was ocean and rain and forest all at the same time.  My mouth went dry and my heart started trying to jump out of my chest.  Suddenly I couldn't wait to get in to that house.  I needed to, like I needed air to breathe and water to drink.  All sorts of things were happening inside my body and my brain was mush.  Holy Goddess was this the mate bond.  Was my happy ever after behind that door?

"MINE"  Came a voice so loud it felt like it was in my head.  "MINE"  I now knew that it did in fact come from my head.

"I am Amira, April.  And our mate is behind that door" Holy Hell was this really happening to me?

 "Now are you going to knock on the front door? or let me take over so I can break it down"