Chapter 88: How Babies Are Made

Calla’s POV

It was a dreary, rainy day; the perfect day to stay inside, reading in the library. Cleo and I had made our home for the day at one of the tables in the library with cups of hot cocoa and a plate of cookies between us. She sat across from me with a history book open in front of her. She was supposed to be reading about the founding Alpha families, but instead, she kept sighing wistfull