Lyra's POV
Life with Jacob has been amazing, and soon, our babies will arrive. But there’s one thing I haven’t done yet—I haven't told my brother about us being mates. Part of me fears his reaction. Even though the tension between our packs has eased, we’re still not exactly on friendly terms.
"Hey there, ladies!" Jacob strides into the apartment, his smile lighting up the room. Rosa and I grin back, but his expression quickly shifts as he sniffs the air.
"What’s going on in here?" he asks, rushing into the kitchen. I attempted to cook sausages, but clearly, it didn't work out. And Rosa, bless her heart, is not much of a cook either.
"I was trying to make dinner," I admit sheepishly.
Jacob raises his eyebrows, taking stock of the burnt mess. "Let me handle this," he says,
