Odette’s Pov
I wondered how Claire would think I was a promiscuous lady and her husband fathering my child.
My heart throbbed as I walked toward Alpha Jonathan’s office.
I landed a knock on his door, a rasping knock again, “Who is there?” He asked, his voice barely audible.
“I don’t………..”I don’t want a visit.”
“It is me, Odette’s,” I responded.
“Come in.” His deep voice permitted.
The door creaked open. He looked up the moment I walked in, closing the file opened before him.
“Odette, is anything the problem?” He asked.
I must have looked worried or troubled. I closed the door behind me and said, “I would like to discuss something with you.”
“Okay, have your seat.” He gestured to me, pointing at the seat opposite his desk.
I was too restless. “I can stand instead,” I said, and
