Savage Hunt

Chapter 95

Chapter Ninety-Five: The Alpha’s Daughter

“I didn’t want to lose you. I’m sorry.” Charity said, her own eyes tearing up and her nose turning red like it always did when she was trying not to cry. “I didn’t want to lose

you and I was scared you would treat me differently be – cause of who I am… What I am.”

“Charity.” | sobbed. How could she ever think that I would treat her any different? She was still Charity Dumond to me. She was still my best friend and knowing she was a wolf didn’t change that.

“Tillie, I’ve never had anyone treat me like you do. Like ľ m just a normal college student. Like nothing is expected of me. I’ve never had a friend who didn’t want something from me, some favor or a good word to my dad. But you’ve al ways just treated me normal, like a sister and I didn’t want to lose that. I didn’t was to lose you.” She sobbed.

“I, I’m still upset with you,” | said, dragging my hands over my face as I sucked in a stuttering breath. “But I’ll nev er stop being your person. Your best friend, just like you, will always be my person. Well, I guess I should say my wolf. I’m not going anywhere.”

Charity rushed into the hallway, she was so fast that I hadn’t even seen her move. Her arms were around me,

pulling me into a hug that made my bones rub together. Her face pressed against my hair and I felt warm tears soak into my shirt. “I love you, Til.”

I dropped my heels, letting them clatter to the floor be fore wrapping my arms around my best friend. Breathing in the comforting, soft, fruity scent of her perfume. “I love you too, but Char. No more secrets.

The two of us stood in the hallway, crying and hugging and I knew that our friendship would get past this. That we would be okay.

“No more secrets, I promise. But there is something that I need to tell you.” She said, pulling back to look at me.

“Please don’t say that you are my mate. I don’t think 1 could handle a fourth mate.” I chuckled.

“What? No, wait, what? You’ve got three mates?” she asked, pulling back to look at me.

“Yeah, last night was a really weird night for me,” I said, pushing my hair away from my face as I looked down at her. “Let’s head inside and I’ll tell you all about it. What did you need to tell me?”

Charity worried her lower lip, stepping away from me. I could tell that she was worried about what she was about

to tell me but if it was something big, this was the time to do it. “I’m the alpha’s daughter.”

“Strange. You don’t look old enough to be Jason’s daughter.”

“Wait, you’re mated to an alpha?” She asked.

“Yeah, Jason said he was an alpha. Travis and Ryan both called him one. They’re like his best friends. Though he told me Travis was his beta and I think that there is a lot of stuff for me to figure out on what that means.” | shrugged, reaching down to pick up my shoes.

“So Jason is like in charge of his pack and Travis is like his-right-hand man. Stepping in to take his place if he should need to.” Charity said, leading me into the apart

ment.

“Hmm, that’s interesting. Maybe you can explain all this shifter stuff to me?” I asked, hoping that she would agree. It was so much easier to hear this stuff coming from her. The way that the guys explained it was so matter of fact. Chari ty just had a way with words that made me feel like this was something I could understand.

“Of course, you’re my bestie. Anything you need.”

Closing the apartment door, I took in the living room. It

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was spacious and light spilled in through the large win dows. A black couch and loveseat sat in the middle of the room in front of the television. A large sound system sat off to the side, with a bass guitar and an acoustic one framing the big speakers. Framed album plaques hung on the walls for bands that I had heard of but never seen.

| sat my heels on the floor by the door before padding over to the couch and dropping my purse onto the cush ions. He had a bright red shag carpet on the floor that felt all cushy under my feet and I stretched my toes into the soft material. Charity moved over to the sound system, hit ting some buttons on it to turn down the music so that it was at a more comfortable level.

“He’s got a nice place. So, like, what does it mean to be an alpha’s daughter?” | asked, watching my best friend walk into the kitchen. “If that’s rude or something, just let me know.”

“It’s not rude.” Charity called out and I nodded even though she couldn’t see me. She came back out, carrying two steaming mugs. The sweet scent of the coffee hit me, making my mouth water. “It’s just that people are always trying to use me to get to my dad. Or they’re nice to me be cause they think it will help their standing with him. I just, I grew up with no friends and you are kind of the person to see me for me and not my father’s daughter.”

“That’s so messed up, I’m sorry you went through that.

But, I mean, I’m cool with you being you. I don’t care who your father is. As long as he keeps treating you like he does.” | smiled at her, I knew that in the past things had been hard with her dad. They had gotten

better this past year and I hoped they stayed that way. “Things are just confusing and I’m still trying to figure stuff out.”

“Here you go. I figured we could both use a strong cof fee after last night.” Charity handed me the cream- colored mug and I lifted it up, smelling the tropical scent of co conut and chocolate. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Smells good. Is this coconut creamer?” I asked, taking a sip.

— “Yeah, it’s some fancy stuff that Aaron has.” Charity

said, walking over to the couch and sitting down, crossing one leg beneath her bottom. She motioned over to the spot beside her.

| sat down, letting out a sharp hiss. My bottom stung, but pleasure shot through me at the same time. I shifted onto the cushion, trying to find a way to take pressure off of the ass cheek that Travis had sunk his teeth into.

“You okay?” Charity asked and I wondered how I was going to explain this to her.