Alpha Blake novel Chapter 31

　　Third Person POV 

　　A black SUV comes to a sudden halt in front of an old shack. The dim light turns on inside, and an old man with a body-length walking stick comes out. His eyes are white matching his head full of slivered hair, midback length.

　　He wears an old dark gray robe and slips his flip-flops on to step outside.

　　"Blake son! Is that you?" The old wolf says.

　　The SUV door opens and Blake makes his way out wearing a combat uniform, matching with the uniforms his warriors wear.

　　"Grandpa... it's me!" Blake responds to the old wolf.

　　"I knew it. I could smell you a mile away. My old wolf Miles started wagging his damn tail and talking to me for the first time in three weeks since we smelled your scent." He smiles as he comes close to Blake.

　　Blake embraces him and smiles at him.

　　"It's always so good to see you son. I haven't seen you in over two years. How are you, my boy?" He places his hand on his shoulder and smiles unwilling to let him go.

　　"Grandpa, I really need your help." Blake hangs his head, his eyes threatening to perk with tears.

　　"What's going on Blake?" Blake's grandpa frowns, his voice going from a cheerful tone to a more melancholic tone.

　　"Grandpa, those archives you told me to look over, you were right. You were right about all of them. There's a vampire by the name of Damian who is seeking revenge on our pack. But that's not the only thing I fear." He sits with his grandfather inside at the table.

　　"Well what else can be happening Blake son...talk to me?" His grandfather's voice sounds hoarse and rugged.

　　"He's after my mate. I left her under the care of my best warriors, but I'm afraid she may outsmart them and try to get in the way when I confront him."

　　"What makes you think she will do that son?" 

　　"She is my moon child grandpa. My mate is not just my Luna, but she is also my moon child." Blake hangs his head and closes his eyes. 

　　"Grandpa I can't risk her life. I don't want her getting hurt, I can't lose her grandpa..... She means the world to me." 

　　"So what will you do my boy?" 

　　"I'm going to confront him! I'll fight till the end until my own body gives up. But I will not allow him near my pack or my mate." Blake narrows his eyebrows, his eyes darkening as he and Xander growled. 

　　"Very well my boy. I have something that is yours! It was destined to you and I think now is the right time to give it to you." He slowly stands and walks towards an old closet down his hallway. 

　　He opens the creaking door and retrieves an old wooden case from inside. He turns slowly as his hand glides across the wall to maintain steady. He sits back across Blake, sitting the wooden case on top of the table.