LYRA’S POV

Nessa, Mira and I chatted our heads off for hours before we decided to go for a break when two male wolves came in to fix the broken door of the bathroom. We walked the grounds, catching up, but didn’t walk too far, and we took our sweet time because Nessa was heavy. She looked like she was carrying twins, and I teased her with that.

She wouldn’t stop pouting when I told her it would be twins. She kept fussing over how she would handle two crying babies, but I knew she was ...