Ivan's POV
Talk about frustration! The whole night, Emma fussed about one thing or the other. Mia had to sleep with her to tend to her frantic mood swings. I know she had to suffer a lot and the condition from where we recovered her explained a lot. But my wolf was beginning to feel anxious. I wondered if she was purposefully keeping Mia away from me.
I got down to have my breakfast in a foul mood. How was it even possible to miss Mia more now when we are in the same house than when she was at her parent's house?
"Where is Mia?" My father asked me. The bad blood was hopefully over. So, it was natural for them to expect Mia to join us for breakfast.
"She is sleeping." It was Emma who answered. I couldn't help but scoff.
Mia is a heavy sleeper in the morning. I mean, the girl can't r
