The Alpha's Weakness

Chapter 11

---Zayla

It's been four weeks since I left Owen after our fight.  I was still at the hotel trying to find a way tell Owen about the baby.  I grabbed my phone off the table and dialed Owen's number.  "Hello?'  he said answering the phone.

"Westcott hotel.  Room 265."  I said.  "W-we need to talk."

"I'll be there in 20 minutes."  he said.

"Just make sure you tell the security guard who you are.  I'll explain when you get here."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."  he said.  I hung up and went into the bathroom.  I took a quick shower and put on a pair of sweatpants and my favorite flannel on that I took from his drawer.

A knock on the door caught my attention, I went to the door,  "Who is it?"  I said.

"It's me."  I unlocked the door and opened it.

"Is it cleared with you for Mr. Vance to be here?"  Luke asked.

"Luke come on."  Owen said.

"It's fine Luke.  Thank you."  my arms crossed over my stomach.  I let Owen in and he closed the door, locking it for me.

"Dad only sends the best for extreme circumstances."  he said.

"He wants to protect his first grandchild."  I said.

"Wait, what?"  he said stuffing his hands into his pockets.

"Justin keeps coming around this hotel.  I got scared and called your mom and dad.  They set up the security detail."  I said.

"W-when did you find out about the baby?"

"Yesterday."  I said.  "I took like 10 tests."  I looked up at him and saw how tired he was.

"Zayla, I'm so sorry."

"I'm sorry too.  It was my fault."  I said.  He lifted his head looking at me.

"You look amazing like usual."  he said.  He stepped forward and rested the palm of his hand on my flat stomach.

"I don't want to go back there."  I said with a sob.

"I know baby.  I know."  he slid his arms around me leaning his forehead against mine.  "That's why we're moving okay?  I just want you to stay with me, okay?  I haven't slept.  I can't sleep without you."

"I love you, Owen."

"I love you."  I kissed him, his hand slid from my stomach to my back.  He slid his other hand over my cheek.  I wrapped my arms around his neck.

He sat down on the bed and pulled me into his lap.  I hugged him pressing my face into his neck.

"I'm hungry."  I said.

"I'm going to feed my future wife and baby."

"The food can wait a little while.  I want my wolf man."

He was sitting up beside me after our reunion.  I was curled up beside him, he was looking over the room service menu.  "What do you want?"  he asked.

"Food."  I said.

"That's a straight forward answer."

"I don't know what to have.  The baby's hungry for a lot of different things."