Mira's POV,
The door swung open with a soft thud, startling me a bit. Violet didn’t even bother knocking the door as she strode in like she owned the place, her lips twisted in anger.
“Mira,” she snapped with her eyes narrowing at the stack of books beside my bed. “Please tell me you didn’t drag all these down from the library again.”
I stiffened sitting on the edge of the window seat. “I was bored. The silence is driving me crazy.”
“You’re not supposed to be climbing stairs, let alone carrying a whole damn library,” she muttered, picking up the top book and flipping through it with dramatic disapproval. “Seriously? History of the Lunar Clans? You’re such a nerd.”
I rolled my eyes. “I’m pregnant, Vi. Not made of glass.”
She snapped the book shut. “You’re carrying the Alpha’s heir.
