My Hot Alpha

I could hear how fast my heart was beating.

I couldn't look away. I always thought I looked like my mom until now. My mouth became dry as his eyes landed on mine. He smiled and gave me a nod.

So, he knew who I was. I didn't want it to happen like this. I wanted to meet him on my terms not by accident. My stomach filled with nerves as he crossed the diner and went to the counter. "You look like you've seen a ghost". Alanna spoke.

"Thats my dad". The words felt strange coming out of my mouth. "We have to leave; I want to go". What if I wasn't what he was expecting? What if he didn't think I was good enough? I felt sick.

"But you want to meet him, don't you?".

I nodded.

"Then go talk to him".

It wasn't as easy as that. I didn't know him; I didn't trust him. He was a stranger, and I certainly wasn't going to approach him in here. What would I even say?

"Do you want me to call Jake?". She asked.

He was right there. My dad was sat at the counter drinking coffee. The man I had never met, never knew was right there. I squeezed my eyes shut. My head felt like it was going to explode. Question after question popping into my mind. Arguing with myself on what I should do. I wasn't sure I was confident enough to walk over there and introduce myself.

What if he didn't want to see me?

If he was in here, where was he staying?

"Hey". She placed her hand on my arm, and I opened my eyes. "We can leave, or I can call Jake. Whatever you want okay".

I wanted to leave but couldn't. I felt I had to be here like I was compelled to stay. I chewed the inside of my cheek as I tried to calm my breathing. Nothing he could do or say could hurt me. I had nothing to lose by talking to him. He hadn't been in my life; he wasn't part of it. Whichever way this goes it's something else I can put behind me. I had to find out where I came from and who my family were. No one could tell me more than him.

"You can call Jake".

I always thought I wanted to do this on my own turns out I was wrong. I needed him here with me. For support, for peace of mind I wasn't sure but, I knew I wanted him here.

I couldn't stop my leg from shaking. I could taste blood with how hard I was chewing my cheek. I was nervous as hell; my stomach was in knots. I felt on edge, and I was extremely uncomfortable.

I knew he was staring. I could feel his eyes bore into the side of my head. I didn't dare turn to look. I would wait for Jake. It was times like this I wished I could stay out of my own head.

I couldn't help but overthink the situation.

"Can I sit?".

I took a deep breath before lifting my head and looking at him. It took me a few minutes before I answered. I was too busy taking him in. He was tall, well built, tanned skin and we had the same eyes. "Sure". I frowned at the sound of my own voice. It was barely a whisper. Clearing my throat, I sat up straight and looked him right in the eyes.

I could pretend to be confident right?

"You look exactly like her". He smiled.

The lone tear slid down my cheek. It had to be my period, my hormones changing. There was no other reason as to why I was crying. He was not the reason for my tears.

I was suddenly overwhelmed, his presence suffocating. My heart racing, I tried to regulate my breathing.

"I can leave Leah; we don't have to do this today".

"I played this moment over so many times in my head". I chewed my bottom lip. "I have so many questions and yet". I paused. I had drawn a blank. I couldn't form what I wanted to say. "Did you know I would be here?". "I have waited so long to meet you. I come here every few days on the off chance I would bump into you".

I made a face. He had eighteen years to bump into me. Birthdays, Christmases. So, why now? That was the million-dollar question.

"How did I know who you were?". I asked.

"Your wolf, you're my bloodline Leah, my only child".

"And?". I frowned.