Vera's POV
I couldn’t contend with the jealousy in me; I couldn’t let it all out either. It felt difficult being around Phil now that his ex-mate, Lucy, was back in his life. And it felt worse that she was his breeder. After dinner, Phil called out to me before I could walk up to my bedroom.
“Are you okay?” he asked me.
Lucy's voice cut through our pending conversation. “Don't keep me waiting, Phil,” she said, making it obvious that she and Phil had a private thing to do. She strode away. It was killing me, and I wasn’t fine. I didn’t want to be selfish—Phil needed an heir, and it was what I couldn’t give him.
I wrinkled my eyes. “Why shouldn't I be?”
He watched me as if trying to read my mind through my eyes. He nudged his head over to his bedroom, indicating that I could be worried
