Time to Meet Them!

~Alexiana's POV~



I stepped away from the hug, looking at my adoptive mother with my eyes wide like saucers in shock; my mind is racing, questions speeding through it and I can't catch one nor can I stop it, which makes it difficult for me to think properly.

After a couple of minutes, my mind starts to slow down a bit, I could hear my name being called by a familiar voice, but I can't decipher the name that is associated with voice.

Then, in the mix of these unanswered questions in my mind, there is one question, floating leisurely, that I could ask, 'do I want to meet my biological parents?' Honestly, the answer will be a yes, I do want to meet them; however, I never knew how I wanted to approach the subject with my adoptive mom without hurting her feelings. Of course, I was mad at her for keeping this important secret hidden from me, but she and my adoptive dad took me in, raised me as their own daughter to help the King and Queen to protect me and keep me safe.

I am truly grateful for them and having them in my life, nonetheless.

Further, the King and Queen are here and I guess it is time to meet them.

Pulling me out of my thoughts was the voice of my adoptive mom; it was the same voice, I heard moments ago.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

I nodded my head, but how do I tell her without hurting her feelings that I want to meet them? Well, I guess meeting them won't hurt, right? It's not like I'm moving in with them.

"I want to meet them." Well, I finally said it and I honestly don't know what to feel about it.

My adoptive mom smiled while nodding her head, but her smile doesn't reach her eyes at all; she looks...sad. She probably thinks she is going to lose me and never going to see me again; I smiled at her and hugged her tightly, telling her to rest assured that I am not going anywhere, I am not going to leave her.

We hugged for a few more seconds and told me to follow her back to our house.

While we were walking to the house, I noticed Kyle is following behind us. I am not concerned about him right now or anybody for the moment; I am more concerned on how everything is going to play out and how this meeting with my biological parents is going to pan out.

I was lost in my thoughts that I did not see Brianna and Brandon approaching us.

"Alex, I was looking for you. What is going on?" Asked Brianna... curiously? I'm wondering if she knows that the King and Queen are here? Well, that was a stupid question, of course she would know; the entire pack knows the Royals are here. You could tell by their unmistakable, powerful aura. One can be stupid enough not to tell.

The tale about the Royals that I heard was that when the first Moon Goddess, Althea rose to the heavens above the moon – many centuries ago, she combined a wolf's soul with a soul of a human, creating the first werewolf.

Moon Goddess Althea gave that werewolf a mate, making them the first Royals.

Throughout history, the tale was told many times with different outcomes; nobody knows the real story on how the werewolves or the Royals came about, besides the Moon Goddess herself.

"What do you mean what is going on?" I replied, feigning ignorance.

"What I mean is I saw the Royal Family going inside your house." Oh shit, I totally forgot Brianna and Brandon do not know what happened yesterday. How am I going to tell them that the King and Queen are my biological parents? I guess they are going have to come with us to the house to find out.

"Well, it is kind of a long story." I am feeling somewhat nervous because I really do not know how they are going to react; I never held anything back from them. They're going to chew my head off for this. Well, for Brandon, not so much. He's more the cool, calm and collective type of guy; he will hear both sides to a story before he makes his judgment call. Now, for Brianna, she'll curse you out and chew your head off at the same time before asking any questions. She is the "curse you out now and ask questions later" type of gal.

"We have time." Replied Brianna with a smile. I do not like that smile. Another thing you got to know about Brianna is that, you better be prepared for either getting your ear drum bursting or you better run for your life because Brianna will chase you down and do whatever she already had planned in her mind.

"I guess you guys are going have to come with us because I do not want anybody to hear us." She nodded her head and we all started walking to the house. On our way to the house, I noticed Brandon has not said anything the entire time and I am curious to know what he is thinking.

"Hey Brandon, are you ok? What got your mind racing?" I asked curiously. He's never this quiet before.

"Yeah, I am okay. I am just thinking on what the Royal Family wants. They only travel to different packs' if somebody committed a serious crime. Otherwise, they'll send one of their top trainers and warriors to the packs that are in need of training and rogue problems." Brandon does have a point, but in this situation, it's different. I did not say anything because I really don't know what to say.

As we got closer to the house, I started to feel anxious to the point of making me sick. However, I instantly felt calm by the sparks shooting from my shoulders down to the tips of my fingers; by those sparks, I already knew it was Jaxon. He must have felt some sort of my feeling through our bond.

"Lexi, are you ready?" Asked my adoptive mom, pulling my out of my thoughts; I didn't realized that we have arrive at the house.

I inhaled a deep breath through my nose, exhaling out through my mouth and nodded my head. My adoptive mom opened and walked in through the front door while we all walked inside behind her.

We followed my adoptive mom into the living room where I see Carson sitting on the black leather couch by the wall on the left hand side next to a window. The King and Queen with a guy looking around my age – maybe a little older, sat on the other couch, across from Carson; I think he is their son by the looks of some facial features from the Queen and the eye color from the King.

Upon entering the living room, The King, Queen and their son stood up while, we all bowed, lowering our heads in respect.

"You may all rise." Said the King and saying our thank you. Then the Queen told us to have a seat because "we have many things to discuss." Jaxon and I went to sit next to Carson, Kyle sat in the chair closest to the front door and my adoptive mom sat in the other chair closest to the couch, next to Carson. Brandon went to the dining room, bringing out two chairs for him and Brianna; setting them in the middle, facing the King and Queen.

Once everyone and I got somewhat comfortable, the King began to speak, "before we get started, Darlene, I was told that you spoke with Alexiana of the current situation. Is that correct?" Asked the King.

"Yes, your majesty, that is correct." What! When did mom spoke to the King? I really hate not knowing what the hell is going on, but right now, it's whatever.

"And how did she take to the news?" Asked the Queen.

"At first, she did not take it well and I believe she is still mad at me for keeping the secret longer than I should have. However, at this moment, I do not know how she is feeling nor do I know if she came to terms to understanding everything." My mom replied. Due to what has been going lately, I understand everything and I'm not mad at her; seeing everything in my adoptive mom's point of view, made me to see things clearer.

She and my adoptive dad did things to benefit not just for themselves, but for me; it was to keep me safe. Honestly, I don't need to call her my adoptive mom because she isn't, she is my mom.

For mom not telling me sooner was for a reason. A reason I'll hopefully not learn when I have my own children because, I will never keep anything from them.

"I see. Alexiana, how are you feeling about all of this?" Asked the King. His voice is fatherly like, soft and gentle. His voice held familiarity, as if I knew him all my life. His voice, his aura – besides the Royal aura, felt like home, I felt safe and protected.

"To be completely honest with you, your majesty, I have come to an understanding with everything, especially looking at it in my mother's point of view. I also understand that we all had a lot on our plates." I turned my head to look at my mother and continued talking, "I understand now why you waited to tell me that the King and Queen are my biological parents, you were trying to keep me safe. Everything that you and dad did benefited not just for you two, it benefited for me too; it kept me safe and grounded. There is nothing to forgive you because I am not mad at you." I got up from the couch, walked towards my mother and gave her big hug, while we both cried onto each other's shoulders.

After a couple of minutes, I calmed down a little with a few tears rolling down my cheeks and I whispered into my mom's ear, "I love you mom."

"I love you too, my daughter." She whispered back.

"WHAT! LEXI, WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE KING AND QUEEN IS YOUR BIOLOGICAL PARENTS?" I knew Brianna was going to ask that question.

I guess it is explanation time.