Page 60 of The Alpha and His Song: Volume One

I would rather explain Caspian and Noxus in person. Please come back to my office. No one is upset with you. Where is here, not Katie? Where are you? What do you mean strapped down? Who did that?! Where was your mother?!

Is your name Odette? It’s an old family name. The last girl in the family was actually your mother. It’s been quite some time since there was a girl born to our line. Odette is the name that should be passed to the next female. Is it yours?

Please let me help you. I promise nothing bad will happen if you ask me a question. I will answer, I swear it.

Lux Vennox

I bit my lip and began to pace. Logically, Lux V already said he can’t find me. That could be a lie, but if it was I’m pretty sure he’d be banging down my door. Family. I gasped. I went back and re-read the email six times.

Lux Vennox was related to me! That’s what he was saying. Wasn’t it? I had to know. Did I have other family members out there? Tears filled my eyes. Is that why I made that weird sound and he did too? Because we were family.

Mr. Vennox,

Are you saying we are family? Is that why we made that weird sound? That was not normal. You know that right? Normal people don’t whistle when they meet family. This is crazy.

I don’t trust people because I trusted someone and he hurt me. He put me in that place, and my mom let him. She said I embarrassed her. The whole situation was crazy. It was a fine, happy sixteenth birthday to me.

If you mean it, about asking questions I do have them. If, and I’m not saying I do, I started hearing a song in my head, would you know anything about that? Or, and again not saying I do, hissing in your head? Again, I’m not saying any of that is happening. It’s all hypothetical.

My name is Odette.

I hit send and slammed my computer shut. I put my head on my desk and lightly banged it. I yelled, “What are you doing, Odette? You can’t trust him. You don’t even know this man.” I felt the voice in my head was trying to push trust at me.

I snorted at it, “What do you know? You weren’t around for that stint in a mental facility. You be trusting, and I’ll avoid my email. Since apparently, I have no freaking willpower to not answer people.” I got ready for bed, but I just tossed around.

I missed Keaton. OH MY GOD, NO YOU DO NOT! YOU JUST MET HIM! Be normal, Odette. Just be normal. We are not head over heels for a man we just met. We don’t wish he was beside us and we are not even a ‘we’ yet! Stop talking to yourself. Stop it! UGH!

I threw the covers off me and began to pace in my bedroom. What if Lux and Beatrice were out there? Or worse, what if Caspian and Noxus were? What if I got kidnapped? Again. God, that would be embarrassing. Melanie gave me tips, so I’d have to use those since I didn’t think she’d come this time. Given, my friend wouldn’t know about it.

The song started humming in my head. What? Is Keaton here? I ran to the window. The song was quiet, but then when I looked in the direction of the tree line it got louder. I snorted, “Dumb song. That’s a large dog or something, not Keaton.” It looked like a large black dog, but it was pretty far away.

I wanted to go outside and try to find it to pet it. I yelled, “OH MY GOD! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, ODETTE?! We do not go outside and try to find massive stray dogs to pet. Even if they do look super adorable from a great distance that you should not be able to see in the freaking dark.”

I muttered, “Why has my life gotten so crazy since I moved here?” It was beginning to feel overwhelming. I missed Keaton as if I’d known him my entire life. Was I really that lonely? Some guy was nice to me, and I practically jumped him. Now, I needed him around all the time too?

I flushed red at my own thoughts. I’d seen guys like this all over the country. They were nice until they had sex, then they stopped calling and texting. How many times had I heard some girl crying over the senior, or junior, who did that? What was I doing? This happened with Luke. He was nice then we had sex then he turned mean real fast.

Keaton wasn’t like that though. Where did that thought even come from? I don’t know him. This is insane. I thought Luke was nice. Ok, no that’s not true. I thought Luke was nice to me and he cared. I was wrong on the caring part, and he definitely did a one eighty on the being nice to me part.

I really felt, with every fiber of my being, that Keaton was different. I groaned, “This place is making me crazy.” The thought of leaving made me want to curl up in a ball and cry. I didn’t get any sleep. Eventually, I got too excited at the thought that Keaton would be here soon.

I went into my closet deciding if my face was going to look like a sleepless trainwreck I wanted to look nice. I laughed going through some of the clothes. My mother would die if she saw this wardrobe Jarchi got me.

Mom preferred me wearing much less fitted attire. I wanted to figure out what I liked though. I found a cute skirt and top. It was easy with everything being set out. I jumped in the shower. When I got out I loosely curled my hair.

I actually used some foundation because I looked tired. I put my outfit on and nodded, “Ok, this is good You can’t tell I’m exhausted, just a little tired.” The song started softly in my head. I snorted, “Is it actually Keaton this time, or a cute large black dog?”

The song got louder and I would swear it was annoyed with me. I was losing my mind. Someone knocked on the door. Well, a large black dog can’t knock ergo Keaton was here. I couldn’t keep the smile off my face.

I ran to the door and threw it open. Way to look casual, Odette. Real good job here. We are corresponding with someone we absolutely should stop talking to, and now we can’t find a small amount of chill with the guy we like.

I noticed Keaton looked tired too. A large part hoped he missed me like I missed him. He growled my name. I blushed, embarrassed about how much that turned me on. We were making out until my phone rang. I was both grateful and annoyed.

I dated Luke for seven months before we had sex. I’d say maybe I missed sex and that was why I was so into Keaton; however, I didn’t even orgasm with Luke. I couldn’t be missing sex, could I? I answered the phone surprised Keaton could hear Lee talking to me.

Was his hearing like mine? I almost asked him, but then I remembered the look on Luke’s face on my birthday. The total flip of a switch he did with me. It kept me quiet. I couldn’t have someone else think I was crazy. Even though this just confirmed it. Keaton heard me talking to myself the other day too.

I really didn’t want Keaton to think I was crazy because the very thought hurt my soul. The voice in my head sang a sad tune. My little song was an emotional little thing, but to be fair, lately, so was I. So, that made sense since the voice in my head was me. Except it wasn’t.