Chapter 73 073
Amy's POV
My phone kept ringing in my head, but all I was thinking about was my sleep. Who the hell is disturbing my sleep at this time of the day? I don't think it's even that late in the morning for them to be waking me up with calls. I reluctantly took the phone after so many calls and checked the person who called.
My lips immediately curved in a smile as I picked up. It was my best friend Stacy, and I haven't heard from her in days. Now that I'm back here, I can finally meet up with her and discuss things. I missed her so much after moving across the country just to stay away from Damien. He still found me anyway.
"You finally picked up my call. What's wrong with you, are you pregnant or what?" She scolded me on the phone.
I almost laughed at her. "What do you mean am I pregnant? Did you forget that I'm pregnant?"
"Oh, I almost forgot that you already got back and you didn't bother to contact me at all. If your parents didn't tell me about you getting back, I wouldn't have known. Do you not consider me your friend anymore?" I could hear the anger in her voice.
Maybe I did not have enough time to tell her that I was back because I was busy fighting tooth and nail with Damien every single time. I have to make it up to her.
"Come on, don't say that, Stacy. I'm very sorry about what happened. I promise you it's not what you think. It's a long story and I would like us to meet so we can talk about it."
"Then we should meet at a cafe, or do you want me to come over?" She suggested.
I knew she did that because she had always wanted to take a tour around Damien's place after she came the last time. She might not like Damien, but she does appreciate the architecture of his mansion pack house.
"You can come over if you want. I think it's safer that way," I replied her.
"Then I'll be there in a short period of time," she promised me before hanging up.
I took a deep breath, laying lazily on the bed. I managed to get myself out and drag myself to the bathroom after a while. After changing up, I went downstairs to have breakfast. I didn't see Damien anywhere around the house; maybe he went for his business or he's just avoiding me. Because he's always around me most of the time, now that he's avoiding me I feel uncomfortable again.
After having a light breakfast, I moved to the living room to wait for Stacy. She arrived not too long after and I was surprised that she managed to come in smoothly. I don't know if Damien made it possible for her because she didn't call me and I only saw her arrive in the living room.
The moment I saw her I couldn't stop the tears in my eyes. I rushed towards her and we hugged each other. We cried for a moment before letting each other go. I can't believe I actually decided to move far away from my best friend. I feel so selfish.
"I missed you so much, Amy. You have no idea how hard it was to keep the secret and how it managed to be found easily by that evil Alpha," she said, hugging me tightly.
I smiled. "I missed you a lot too. I was going to tell you that, I think, but like you said, the evil Alpha wouldn't let me do anything."
I found it funny that she called Damien the evil Alpha. If he was here, I would have teased him with this because it sounded so much fun. But I don't think Stacy would want to call him that after all. He's not considerate to other people, no matter who they are to me.
I pulled away from the hug, making her sit down beside me on the couch. I pressed the button and someone arrived. I told them to get her something to drink, and Stacy was so impressed by the service.
"So, tell me, now that he knows you're pregnant, are you really going to become his Luna?" She asked me.
I shook my head. "Of course not. Why would I become the Luna to that evil bastard? All he knows is to control and nothing more. He doesn't think about anyone else but himself. He thinks the whole world revolves around him and I need to obey everything he says."
She began shaking her head, which I found very strange. Is she having a seizure or what?
"Amelia," she called, trying to leave. But I pulled her back.
"What's wrong with you? Do you have hypoglycemia?" I asked her. "Are you trying to leave me in the middle of a conversation? We haven't even talked about anything yet and you're already rushing to leave?"
She chuckled nervously. "I don't think we should talk about this anymore. I think we should talk about other things, like how you're doing."
She was moving her head strangely and was trying to move back away from me. What the hell is wrong with her? Does she really have hypoglycemia or what? I can't tell which one is the problem with the way she kept acting.
"What's wrong with you? I haven't told you enough of that evil bastard and you're trying to leave?"
"The evil bastard is right here. Why don't you discuss this with me around, wouldn't that make it better?" Damien's voice echoed across the living room.
My heart almost jumped out of my chest the moment I heard his voice. I could feel my hands trembling. Why the hell does he have so much effect on me? The fact that he heard everything I said made me feel so embarrassed and nervous at the same time.
No wonder Stacy was stopping me from saying anything else because he was right there. Why didn't she just warn me about it? We have secret codes of talking to each other without other people knowing. How could she not tell me about it like that?
"W-what are you talking about? I never mentioned your name, did I? Besides, my friend and I are talking and you already bumped into our conversation. Don't you think you're rude?" I fired at him.