Mistake with the Alpha

Samantha's

POV

I couldn't even sleep. I was too happy to. I've thought about a thousand and one things about the alpha and I and I've corrected myself for thinking naughty another one thousand and one times. I just woke up and went home. By the time I got home, my mother was

already up.

"Mother" I called as I ran into her hands.

"My baby" she called, hugging me tight.

"I miss you so much".

"Me too. I've been dreaming of this day" she said, patting my red head.

I knew my father wouldn't be around today and I already told him that I'm going to say hi to him at the pack's clinic. The pack's clinic that my father works at is different from the one inside the pack house. This is for all the rest of the pack members and it is located at the village.

My mother and I talked about a lot of things. She told me how bad business seems to be for her these days because of some equipment she couldn't afford. I volunteered to give her the money but my mother, being who she is, wouldn't take it. She said she's almost contributed it and she wouldn't get it once it is complete. I tried persuading her but she wouldn't bulge so I planned to sneak it into her bag later when I got it.

I had to confess everything that happened to my mother. She was not really happy about it but she told me that everything would be fine. She didn't even criticise me when I told her that I liked my wolf. She made me show her Crystal and would stop touching her. "You are so beautiful Sam" she said and I smiled.

My mother has always told me that I'm beautiful. She said I took after her mother's thick body and it was a blessing to her then. I wouldn't believe her because most ladies I see and have around me we're so slim and have less boobs and butts. This made me think that I'm not well made but yesterday I saw a new side of me.

"Mother,...."

"Yes baby" she said with a smile.

I was helping her with a dress. Mother taught me how to sew but I wouldn't want to do it because I wanted another thing. Although we ain't rich, I didn't need to be a maid at the pack house. I went there because I wanted to help people. I wanted to serve out alpha since I feel so useless.

"I want to throw away all my old clothes" I said softly.

My mother jumped up shouting. I know you would be wondering why she has such a reaction. She hated the dresses I do wear. She has always sung to my ears what asset I have but I wouldn't believe her. I've always thought she's saying that because she's my mother.

"Now my daughter now knows the use of this beauty she is" she said happily.

She then ran inside and brought me some dresses I don't even know exist. She dumped them on me.

"What are these?" I asked, surprised.

"Your clothes" she replied with a big grin.

"I don't get you much" I gave her a debatable look.

"I know a day will come that you will come out of your shell. So I've been making these beautiful styles that I've got from some new online sites. They will look so good on you" she rhapsodies.

I wasn't surprised. My mother is like a fashion star. That's why she has a lot of people that come to her. If you see her you wouldn't even think she's my mother. She always loves to take care of herself.

I tried out one of the clothes and I feel they are too exposing. It was a grey slit and a fitted gown.

"Mother, I can't wear this," I said, shaking my head.

"It's because it's your first time. This is what young ladies wear now. It's decent wear and not exposing at all. It's just a bit clinging" she said smiling as she checked me out.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

She said the truth but this isn't anything like my training wears. My training wear is leather but this is fabric and it's looking uncomfortable. I didn't want the alpha to think that it's because of him that I decided to change my way of dressing. I didn't tell my mother about the alpha and I that we played this morning. I didn't want her to start imagining things. She persuaded me to take the clothes which I did. She even amended the maid's uniforms I took to her. This new mode of dressing will bring mockery but I don't seem to care. All I want to do for myself is get happy and don't mind what people will say.