Page 65 of The Alpha's Chosen Outcast

“Why didn’t you tell us before?”

Heather stumbles with her words before answering. “I…I wasn’t sure what you’d say. I know you understand that wolves exist, but it’s something different to see one and be friends with one. I…I didn’t wanna lose you.”

Sam’s lip trembles, and she gets up again. She then comes over to Heather, kneels down, and throws her arms around her.

“I’m so sorry you felt that way. I’m so sorry you didn’t feel safe enough to tell us. We love you no matter who you are. I’m so happy you decided to tell us now, even if it did take you five years.”

They embrace for a few more moments, and when Sam pulls away and goes back to her seat, Heather is wiping away tears. I put my hand on her leg under the table and squeeze. She looks at me and mouths without sound.

I’m okay.

I nod at her, barely moving my neck enough for anyone else to notice. Logan is watching us.

“Wow,” he says, “you really are in love.”

Without looking away, Heather answers him. “He’s my mate.”

“I guess that means you’re moving to New York,” Sam says.

“I am,” Heather turns to her. “But I’ll visit, I promise. And you can come to see me. We’ll be able to fly you out, don’t worry. You can’t get rid of me that easily.”

After that revelation, her friends include me in every part of the conversation. They ask questions about my family and living in New York as the son of an Alpha.

We talk about how I’m now the Alpha and how Heather will be my Alpha mate. They all laugh. The server comes over then and we order drinks and then dinner.

They’re in awe of Heather’s new status once they recognize what it means. She even shows them her claws at the table.

We have to skirt around the questions about Heather’s exile and play off the fast wedding as simply wanting to be together as soon as possible, which they find so romantic.

We close the place down and promise to get together again soon to go over wedding stuff. Of course, Sam is going to be Heather’s maid of honor, and she’s over the moon about making this ceremony happen in a few days.

She’s ready to read up on everything that’s public about wolf weddings. This is one tradition that has become more openly accepted in recent years.

Back at Heather’s condo, we discuss Violet's involvement. We video call her on her honeymoon, and she gives us her blessing,seeming only a tiny bit put out that she won’t be the maid of honor at this ceremony.

Heather says she can take that role at the big wedding when they return to the city.

We’re both physically and emotionally exhausted by now, and I’m happy to crawl into bed with Heather and sleep with her in my arms without doing anything else. Once I’m settled behind her and we’re all snuggled up, I drop one more bomb.

“There’s another surprise, my love.”

“Oh?” she says, her voice heavy with sleep.

“Yes, but it won’t be here for a few more hours. Get some sleep. You’ll see what it is in the morning.”

“Okay.” She mumbles before she dozes off.

I set an alarm to vibrate on my phone and put it behind me so it hopefully won’t wake her when it goes off. I leave her sleeping peacefully when I wake up a few hours later, the sun barely rising.

I hastily get everything prepared, walk back to that diner, and order some donuts. Then, I jog across the street to the small grocery store nearby for some eggs and bacon. I’m surprised they’re open but grateful.

There aren’t many people out at this time of the morning, and I can’t help but watch some of them as I go through my errands. These are the people who live and work with the love of my life. Although…wait…is that? It can’t be.

I swear I recognize someone from back home, a man who I remember being at our house in the initial days I was learning how to master my Alpha role.

If this man is here, it means the elders completely disregarded what we’d agreed upon. They’ve defied me. No one else could order him to come here.

Are they trying to kill me? Or are they here for Heather? If my mate dies in some apparent accident, most people won’t bat an eye. That would be a calculated move.

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