Chasing Melody {Book 2}✔

17

Before I begin I'm not sure how I feel about this chapter. It came to me after a very hard day at work and a bottle of wine. Yes! A WHOLE bottle. Now before you think of me as an alcoholic let me tell you this--I'm 23 almost 24 (I know I'm old!) and hardly ever drink but today was a day that I decided I needed a break and here I am. Head pounding and suddenly this story pops into my head and I think to myself, "I have to pee and get my laptop."

~Alpha Melany Hunter~

What's wrong Melany?

Nothing.

My wolf is getting annoyed with my constant worry. Melody went out with her friends and thankfully she did not put up much of a fight about her shadow going.

Chase!

He does not take more than a few seconds to respond, Alpha.

Have you arrived at your destination?

I can sense him relaxing as if he were waiting for a different question. Yes, we just arrived.

Okay, watch over my daughter like a hawk.

Always do! Cutting our mental connection I roam around the now empty and extremely quiet house.

Silver.

Silver is my inner wolf's name. In my thirty seven years of being on this earth she has shared twenty eight years of them along my side.

Melany.

Do you think I worry to much about Melody? I sigh and make my way towards my office. Taking the stairs at a leisurely pace I am drawn to my safe haven.

You're her mother of course you worry. Are you overprotective? Maybe a tad bit but she is not living a normal human life. She is part of a pack that is swarming with enemies and she is vulnerable.

Yes, I know she is a free spirited child just like I was many, many, moons ago but with that mind set I got myself into a lot of trouble. Trouble I had to fight my way out of with fangs and claws but she can't do that.

Making my way inside my safe haven I sink into my chair behind this glorious desk that Mathew bought me. Mathew is the Alpha of Alpha's and my godfather. With acquaintances like that you are bond to make enemies in very high places. The desk that he bought was made out of the black oak tree, a rare type of tree that only a few know about and even fewer know of their location.

He must have paid a great deal to have one cut down to make this desk. The outline of the magnificent desk is made of the Blood Sacred tree making this desk perfect for both Hunter and I. The desk is as black as a moonless night and the red represents the blood that courses through our pack.

Being inside of my office makes my mind drift. The fireplace's flickering light calms me there is electricity in the room so I can turn on the lights but this, this soothes me. This is how my father would be all the time.

My father, when he was alpha, would stay up working late and whenever I would have a nightmare or just needed some company I would run in here into his arms. No matter what he was working on or who he was talking to he would drop it the second I was inside. My father was both parents to me when I was scared he would sing to me calming me down. If anyone would hear him they would be shocked since he is so authoritative with everything that you would think he did not have a soft bone in his body.

Maybe that's what's missing between you and Melody.

What?

Your father was both your mother and father stern when need be but caring when you needed it.