Ivy:
I woke to a whispered argument between my mates. They were trying to decide whether to let me sleep or wake me for war.
"She needs to rest. Making a kid is hard." Riot said softly. "We can begin planning and fill her in when she wakes."
"She would rather be included," I mumbled, stretching the sleep from my back and arms. Riot is right about one thing; it is hard making this sweet girl. But I am more desperate than ever to ensure she is born into a world where her life and peace are not being threatened.
"I haven't even been able to process Arbor and Nolan being killed… I haven't been able to process anything." I sat up in Damon's bed, letting the sheets pool around me.
"Arbor and Nolan have been avenged. You did that." Riot ran his fingers through my hair, down my cheek, and g
