Chapter 5

Isabella POV

I lost my dad three days ago and we did the funeral earlier today. I was surprised to see people from our street turn up for the funeral. None of them came when my dad was on the sickbed. I barely know any of them. Aunt Rachel came for the funeral too. She is my dad only relative. They hardly talk when he was alive so we are not close.

I still can't believe that I lost him. I can't stay in this house all by myself. I need to be around people. I am going to get a realtor to lease the house. I don't have the mind of selling it. There are lots of memories I'd like to keep with me forever and the house is part of it. My dad made me promise to contact my mom before he died. So here I am in my room contemplating if I should call her or not. 

"He..l..lloo" I stammer.

"Hello" the voice answer.

"Am i speaking with Caroline Wood?" I asked.

"Yes, she is the one speaking" she replied. "Who am I speaking with" she asked.

"Errmm.. my name is Isabella Greene and my dad gave me your contact" I responded.

She answered after a long pause...

"Isabella is that you?" She asked "Isabella as in my daughter Isabella, Michael's daughter?" She further asked..

"Yes mom. I mean yes, I am the one" I answer.

"Oh my God Raphael, my daughter is the one calling " I heard her speaking to someone in the background. "How are you, how have you been doing? How is your dad?" She asked.

" He is dead " I said.

"Dead, I don't understand. Who died?" She asked.

"My dad is dead. I lost him few days ago. He had cancer" I explained.

"Oh Isabella, I am so sorry. Micheal was a great man" she said. 

"Thanks I guess. See I am calling because I have nowhere to go." I started. " I can't stay alone in this house and I don't know any of dads relative. I would have gone with aunty Rachel but we don't talk." I explained.

" It's okay honey. You can come stay with us. You are my daughter and I am your relative too. Raphael and your brothers will love to have you here." She answered excitedly.

"Thank you so much, I know this is sudden. I really appreciate you wanting me to come over." I said.

"You are always welcome Isabella. When do you plan on coming over?" She asked.

"As soon as possible" I answered. " I really do not have anything that I am doing here. I will appreciate if you can send me the address so I can book my flight ticket."I added.

"Of course honey, I will do that. And thank you for thinking about me as your family. I know it is hard for you to make this call." She sighed.

"Yeah. I will talk to you before I board the plane. Bye" I did not wait for her reply before I hang up the phone.

"She sounds like a very nice person" I thought. I moved away from my room to my dad's. I need to clear the room if I am going to lease the house. I decided to keep dad personal things in the basement.

I started packing my bags with tears in my eyes. I really don't have much to pack. Just my clothes, shoes and some of my dad's shirts. 

According to my dad, mom is going to take permission from her pack Alpha before i get into the territory because I'm what they called half blooded and the pack members may see me as a threat. I learned that my mom gave birth to two boys after meeting her mate so fortunately for me, I have two half brothers.

My dad also explained to me how werewolf world works. Apparently my mom told him about it before they got separated. There is an alpha who is the leader of the pack, the beta who is like the second-in-command. I was told they the hierarchy is important in the werewolf world. It's a lot to take in but I think I'm going to learn their way faster than I thought. 

I finished packing in no time. I booked my flight ticket after eating dinner. I just can't stop thinking about how it's going to be with me living in a werewolf territory. I'm going to be the only human in the midst of werewolves. Dad even joked about the moon goddess pairing me with a werewolf as their soulmate. I doubt it's ever going to happen. I read it in a novel that werewolves don't get paired with human so I don't think I will be having one to myself.

The alarm clock by my bedside woke me up in the morning. I barely have any sleep last night. I can't stop thinking about how my life changed this past months. I walked to the bathroom to take my bath and pack my bathroom essentials. I walked to my closet and put on a white t-shirt and a boyfriend jeans. I left my face bare, I did not have it in me to doll up. My flight is in two hours. I order a ride to the airport. My mom promised to pick me up when I get to new York city.

After seven long hours, we finally landed. I dragged my luggages with me as I look for my mother amongst the crowd. I saw a man holding up a sign with my name on it and I decided to walk closer to him.

"Hi, I'm Isabella Greene" I said.

"You really look like your mother. Pardon my manners, I am Raphael Johnson, your mother's mate" he stated shaking my hand.

"It's really nice to meet you. Errmm where is she? I asked trying to look around for an older woman who look exactly like me.

" Oh your mom. She is really nervous to meet you so I told her to stay back. I hope you do not mind?" He asked.

"It's okay" I said awkwardly.

"Okay I parked the car around that corner. I will get your bags, just follow me" Raphael replied finally tearing his gaze away from me.

"Here goes nothing" I thought.