Alexander P.O.V.
These past few days have been extremely agitating. The witch that helped me break Myles and Ophelia’s bond is done working with me because I blew up on her when she wouldn’t give me the potion I needed to finally get back on their territory. I’m growing impatient and running out of time. The child is due in less than a week, and I really don’t want to get stuck dealing with it.
“Get up, you already know I’m only being nice because you’re pregnant.” I scowled at her unready to hear her attitude.
“Oh good morning to you too Alexander, I’m sure your parents are sooo proud of you.” She snapped back. Clearly she had already been awake for a while so I’ll make a mental note to start coming in early since this b***h thinks it’s alright to speak to me that way.
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