Chapter 4

After I recovered a bit, Lia came to visit me.

She carried chicken soup she'd made herself, smiling brightly. "Luna, are you feeling better? I cooked the soup all afternoon and brought it over to help you get your strength back."

I lay in bed, quietly watching her. "Set it down. Thank you for bringing it," I said flatly.

She set the bowl on the table nearby and turned to look at the cradle.

I laughed inwardly.

Lia thought the baby in the cradle was hers, but unlucky for her, the pup belonged to me, not her.

"Luna, if you…