Then I heard footsteps approaching, and a knock on the door.
"Olivia?" Mia's voice was sweet, concerned. "Can I come in?"
I didn't answer.
"Olivia, please. I just want to talk."
I stayed silent.
"Olivia, open the door."
She turned the doorknob and opened the door, stepping inside.
There was a pause. Then her voice changed, she dropped the sweet voice.
"Oh, you look so pathetic right now, sis." She drawled.
I didn't move.
She continued. "But I want you to know something. That pup in my womb is James's. He chose me. His wolf chose mine."
I sat up slowly, turning to face her.
She had a cruel grin on her face. "He told me how weak your wolf is. How you could never satisfy his alpha wolf."
My hands clenched into fists. My wolf snarled.
"And those pups?" She laughed. "Four chances, Olivia. And you couldn't even manage to keep one alive. What kind of she-wolf can't even carry her mate's offspring?"
My vision turned red. My wolf demanded blood.
"Your wolf must be defective," she continued, her voice dripping with venom. "Maybe it's the Moon Goddess's way of telling you that you would be a terrible mother."