The Alpha King's Human Mate by HC Dolores

Chapter 34 “There is no land like the land of your childhood.” Michael Powell

My heart was a drum pounding in my chest as I stood on the porch of a tiny white house. It was tiny

and tucked into the suburbs, so much so that even my Uber driver had missed it. There wasn’t

anything glamorous about it but I could tell it was well-loved. The tiny garden by the front of the

house was blossoming and the white picket fence looked freshly washed. |)

This was the address Steve had given me. It was nearly an hour from the airport in a tiny, suburban

town called Yorba Linda. It was a relatively easy trek from the airport even if the Uber ride had been

costly.

This is it, Clark. Just ring the doorbell.

As I pressed the doorbell, I could feel the adrenaline pumping

through my veins. Fight or flight, Clark? It’s not too late.

Part of me wanted to turn around and take off. Where I’d go, I’m not sure. But now that I was

actually standing in front of the door, all I wanted to do was flee. I felt completely unprepared. It

had been seven years — what was I supposed to say to the woman who abandoned me seven years

ago?

Unfortunately, I didn’t have any more time to mull it over. I heard the echo of footsteps on the other

side, and then suddenly, the door opened and I was face-to-face with Uncle Steve.

Fight, it is.

A knot settled into my stomach. He looked almost identical to what Iremembered him to be – with

just a few more wrinkles and a thinner face.

pulled me into a crushing hug. “It’s so

grown up!” I managed to wrap my arms around

just like I remembered too — like tobacco smoke and citrus. The

a thing for

dad or most of the male wolves I’d known, but he

He was a gym rat and even with my head buried into his

big

head and heavily-tattooed arms didn’t make him

While I’d always known him as a

guy” part.

to see you.” He pulled back and I caught

on his

kid,” he

enough of this sappy stuff. Let’s get inside. I’m sure you could use something to

drink.”

deny

was just as cozy as the outside,

meo

as long as I

Clark. A lot

of his neck. “Well, there

uh, awhile.

talk more about that later, but she

were

yours

“Speaking of your mother,” he said,

work any minute. Why don’t you take a seat at the table and I’ll

stomach growling from across the room, kid.

cheese?”

I said, taking

hen t

first things [’d learned to cook for myself. I couldn’t always count on my mother to

was on a

with my dad, the days

was now