The Alpha's Angel (COMPLETED)

Origins

Home is the starting place of love, hope and dreams. -

Amara's POV

It was nearing twilight when I decided to head straight home. As I stared in our front porch I sighed.

My eyes roamed the neighborhood and I thought nothing has changed since I left.

In Mrs. Goodman's garden, where I used to play picnic with my neighbor Rosy, the red roses still look magnificent.

I saw the same houses and the same stretch of road where I bicycled with my Dad when I was young.

Yes.

My home.

My Family.

It has been 8 months since I left and so much has happened, but the same sense of familiarity filled my heart. I smiled because this is where I started; this is where I was molded.

I took a deep breathe and entered the house.

I listened as my Mom and Dad talked about the news and it made me smile again. It felt like the old times. When everything was normal and I actually miss it.

But I know not everything is what it seems. Both of them are angels, like me, and they hid it for a long time.

"Amara, honey." Mom said.
She noticed me standing in the living room.

My Mom walked towards me with a towel on her hand as though she had just finished preparing dinner.

Once I feel her embrace I couldn't help myself but to hug her back and sniffle my sobs.

"I've missed you Mom." I told her.

My Dad then rushed beside us and joined us for a group hug.

A minute after, my parents asked me to sit and joined them for dinner.

When Mom served dessert I was contemplating whether to start telling them.

"Did you found yourself now sweety?" My Father said.

I looked at him in surprise and smiled.

"I did find myself Dad."

*******

I'm staying at my parents home for 3 days now.

It was a breathe of fresh air for me, we talked about their memories when they were at the kingdom, how they found each other and became a pair, and how happy they are in raising me as their kid.

I feel whole, I don't feel confused now.

The night when my Dad said that I found what I was looking for, realization hit me.

I know where I came from, I know my whole story now and I now know that it doesn't define me.

What my future holds is uncertain but what I have and I am right now is what matters.

My Family, My Pack and Trent.

They are all that matters.

And I won't let anyone or anything harm what I hold dear.

Trent's POV

It's been a week since my mate left and I'm starting to worry about her.

Everyday with the pack was usual but I find it dull and depressing.

I'm used to having her here, laughing with her, talking with her, even just staring at her.

Kirk just told me how grumpy I was this morning, it made me more pissed.

I am at the pack training grounds trying to busy myself, trying to not think about Amara.

The punching bag burst open and the sand inside it scattered around, its been 4 hours and I still couldn't relax.

I went outside, had my wolf take over all four and run into the woods.

In anguish and frustration I called to her.

"Amara, I'm worried, where are you love?" Trying to link my mind into her.

A feeling of surprise and longing filled me.

"Trent?"

A faint sound echoed in my head.

Hi ladies!

I know it's been a long time since I updated, to be honest I was uninspired to actually continue finishing this story. I'm not even sure if you girls like it.

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