Gold also wants a pub

*Cali POV*

Three months later, I pace up and down my chambers, contemplating if I should answer my phone or not. Phoebe has been calling me several times every single day.

I know what she wants. I turn her down everyday. I would do anything for her, except this. I should ignore her, but my stupid heart won’t let me. I let out a sigh and answer.

“Phoebe!” I exclaim excitedly.

“You are ignoring my calls,” she accuses with that tone that pulls on all my heart strings. Not even Leroy can do that and he is apparently my mate.

“I wasn’t, I promise. I left my phone behind when I went for a walk,” I lie through my teeth.

Phoebe is by far the only person I can never be mean to. She has this strange impact on me. We have this bond that even the Epsilon cannot explain.

“You are a bad liar, Gold.”

I can’t help but laugh. “Fine, I know why you are calling and I hate turning you down. I promise you that I will come when my godson is born,” I come out clean.

I have accepted that her and Leroy