Chapter 30

"I have to call Alexa", I say as I barge into the house. It's just a little to 6a.m and the everyone is still asleep except for Sebastian.

I bump into him on the stairs "woah, woah, woah, where are you going to in such a hurry?"

Sebastian stumbles slightly as I push past him and continue up the stairs. I run all the way into my room and start looking around for my phone.

"Phone, phone, phone" I chant to myself as I look around for it. I finally find it on the floor "aha" I say as I unlock it and go straight to my contacts.

The first ring goes by,followed by the second and he picks up at the third ring. "Why are you calling me by three in the morning?"

I make a sound by sucking in air with my teeth. I completely forgot about the about the time distance. "I'm so sorry noel" I whisper back.

He sighs "it's okay. What to you need?"

"I need Alexa's number"

There is silence at the other end of the line "Noel?"

"I'm here. Why do you need her number?"

"It's unexplainable noel but when I know what to say or what the hell is going on, you'll be the first person to know"

"Okay, I'll text you the number within the next twenty minutes, just keep looking at your phone" he says and hangs up.

I decide to take a quick shower and change into a dress. I'm combing my hair and thinking of the things to say to her when my phone vibrates. I hurriedly pick up my phone to see a message from Noel.

'Hope you're okay but this is her number *********' it reads and I quickly type back.

'thanks. You're the best brother in the world'.

'I know' he replies back and I roll my eyes.

I dial her number and wait as it rings. She doesn't pick up on the first ring or the second or the third and she doesn't answer the phone at all. I let out a frustrated sigh and call the number again and this time she picks up on the first ring.

"Who is this?" She sounded sad, so fucking sad. That's not healthy for a pregnant woman.

"Alexa it's me, hope i'm not bothering you?"

"Odetta?"

I nod, "yeah", I say as I nervously walk around my room.

She didn't say anything for a while before she finally spoke, "are you calling to see how miserable I am" she spat out.

"What are you talking about? I just wanted to know if you're okay"

"It's been a month that you could have called to ask but you're calling now"

"I didn't have your number"

"Don't call this line again and stay away from our family"

She hangs up and I look at the phone. I dial her number again and she doesn't answer. I dial again and she answers.

"What's your fucking problem?" She almost shouts and she sounds so tired and pained. "It's four in the morning and I have a baby to sleep for"

I swallow, "I just wanted to tell you that if there's anything you need that I'm here"

"Why?" She whispers.

"Why what?"

"Why didn't you tell me that mason was your mate, you could've fought for him"

"He made it pretty clear that he didn't want me"

"I was told that he didn't have a mate and he seemed so sweet and handsome that I didn't give it much thought."

I decided to pry a little, "what happened to your mate?"

"He just up and left me one day" she sighed, sadness dripping in her voice.

"What pack did he come from?"

She didn't say anything for a while "He wasn't a werewolf"

"A human?", I wanted her to say it.

"No a—nevermind" she murmured.

"Would it be okay if came to your pack to stay with you for a while?"

"Why?"

"I just need to come desperately and I promise that I will tell you the reason when I come over"

"I'm not sure—"She drawls.

"I know you don't trust me Alexa but this time, trust me"

She sighs in defeat, "when do you plan on coming?"

"Just give me any day to come"

"How about you come in the next six days. I could get the place ready for you by then"

"Expect me on Tuesday"

"Bye" she doesn't wait for me to reply to her and she hangs up.

I look at the time. '6:57'

There is definitely no one awake making breakfast and I'm so hungry. I shrug. Might as well make toast instead of starving. I go down stairs and there is no one there like I said so I start making toast.

I sit on a stool top humming to myself ,trying to ease my nerves while waiting for my toast. After a few minutes,the toaster pops out my brown,crunchy bread. I wait for it to cool before putting it on a plate and spreading nutella on it.

"Morning Odetta"

"Morning. How was your night?"

Isabella sighs as she starts to brew her cup of coffee "I felt the baby move a bit"

"What did victor say when the baby kicked?", I say and give her a disapproving look. She promised me that she would let victor know about the baby.

She sighs and stops brewing the coffee. She starts to make tea instead, "the idiot still doesn't know that I'm pregnant"

"How is he supposed to find out without you telling him?"

"He thinks I'm just gaining weight. Yesterday night he told me that I looked bigger than normal and I just wanted to scream that I'm pregnant"

"You're pregnant?"

Isabella and I both look at the door way to see a surprised, wide-eyed victor.

"How?" He breathes out.

"I believe it's through a process called sexual intercouse"

He waves my comment away, "why didn't you tell me that you're pregnant?" He smiled and walked over to her.

"because I wanted you to notice that I'm pregnant. Everyone knew I was pregnant"

He caresses her stomach "I did hear two heartbeats at time but I thought you just had irregular heartbeats or my ears were playing tricks on me."

"Well now you know" I smile at him. He didn't even look at anyone,his eyes were on Isabella's cloth clad stomach.

Will Casper look that way if I did get pregnant?

I shake my head. What the fuck? Why was i thinking of that? I finish my toast sandwich and make some for Javier also.

A smile made it's way on my face when I enter Javier's room. Half of his upper body was off the bed and his mouth was slightly opened. The duvet wasn't even on his bed anymore.

I drop the plate of nutella, toast sandwiches on a table and arrange his body and carefully put the duvet back on him. I walk around the room picking any cloth on the floor and arranging his room.

"Ody?"

"Yeah it's me" I whisper back at him.

He stretches and rubs his eyes "good morning"

I pick up the last of his shorts that is on the floor and look at him "I made nutella,toast sandwich"

He smiles "'cause that's the only thing you know how to make"

"I don't like you and your dad", I give him a playful frown.

"But I love your sandwiches better than anything dad has made" he quickly says.

"Nice save. Now go brush your teeth so we can eat this"

He groans out and takes his sweet time to get up from the bed and go to the toilet. I arrange his bed when he leaves and sit on it before taking a sandwich and munching on it.