I couldn't sleep through the night. My mind was occupied by so many thoughts, it still is. I see the sun coming up signaling I'll have to leave soon.

I don't want to leave her here without me by her side. I don't want to be apart from her at all, knowing she's carrying my child.

Something is urging me to stay here or just bring her with me. But I don't want to take any chances at someone hurting her while we're traveling. I'm in a lose-lose situation here. I either go to look for my biological father, or I stay here with my family.

Chase a family that I've never known, or stay and be with the family I created. My actual family.

I look down at my chest to see my beautiful wife resting her head as she sleeps peacefully. I listen to the sound of her heartbeat along with our child's, growing in her stomach.

Listening to the beat of their hearts clams me instantly. Just by listening to both of their heartbeats helped me make up my mind. Now that I look back, it was a no brainer.

I mind-link my best friend and beta Cameron immediately.

Cameron answers immediately and I almost think he knew I was already awake. A lot of the time I think they know me better than myself.

I tilt my head down and place a kiss to the Camilas forehead before holding her tighter in my arms. As I close my eyes I start to feel myself drift back to sleep until everything goes dark.

"Babe!" Camila whispers as she shakes my shoulder. I open my eyes to see her looking down at me with a worried look.

"You overslept, you're going to be late leaving!"

"I'm not going." She looks at me confused so I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her back into bed with me.

"As much as I would like to find my real father my family is right here, with you and our baby."

Camila smiles at me brightly as a few tears start to fall from her eyes. She wraps her arms around my neck and the two of us just hold one another in this important moment.

I can't imagine my life without her. I try and think about what my life would be like if I hadn't agreed to help Alpha Alejandro. If I told him to leave and I just stayed. Stayed living the life that I just found out was a lie.

Camila lays back down with me in our bed and rests her head on my chest. I run my fingers through her long locks as we enjoy the comfortable silence.

"I love you." She whispers and I feel my heart race at her words.

"I love you too, more than you'll ever know."

The two of us lay in bed for a little bit longer until we both decide to get up and enjoy the day together. We both shower and put on fresh clothes before heading downstairs into the kitchen.

I start to make Camila and myself breakfast when a knock sounds at the door. I tell Camila to stay put and I start to walk towards it. I get this weird feeling in my chest as I grow closer to the door.

I reach for the handle but something is holding me back. I'm debating in my head whether or not I should open the door and see who it is. I immediately mind-link Cameron so I already know he's on the way.

I grab the handle and begin to turn it slowly. When I pull the door open the first thing I notice is a tall man with broad shoulders. His back is facing me as I take in his appearance. He has dirty blonde hair, but shaggy hair. He stands a few inches below my height so when he turns to look at me the first thing I notice is his eyes.

Almost identical to mine, and as I stare into them I feel a wave of familiarity wash over me.

"Can I help you?" I ask and the man's blue eyes begin to fill with tears at the sight of me. I can tell he's fighting them from falling as he takes in all of my appearance.

"Yes, I believe that you were looking for me."

"What's your name?"

"Alpha Wyatt Marshall."

"I'm sorry, but your name doesn't seem familiar. Maybe you have the wrong house." I say as I start to shut the door.

"Tarzan."

The simple word causes me to stop completely. I open the door back up to see his face once again.

"I used to call you Tarzan." I once again take in his appearance going over every detail slowly.

"You would always be climbing onto everything, especially after watching the movie Tarzan." I just continue to stare at the man before me.

"You would spend hours with me in the woods even if your mother thought you were too young to be out with me. You were by my side."

I feel a pull towards the man and an aching grows in my chest.

"I'm your father Y/N."

As the words leave his lips it's like a thousand memories come back to me all at once. From the time I was a very young pup up until the day my mother and I were taken away from him.

The day we were taken finally plays in my mind. My mother and I were walking through the woods when we were both ambushed. I watched them put a syringe into her neck until they put one into mine.

As I meet the man's eyes I feel my heart race all over again.

"You're my father?"