Serana POV.The last six months have gone by in a blur of insomnia and caffeine. It doesn’t help that Cyra will only sleep on Vilkas’s chest and now he has made a rod for his own back.The shrill cry of my daughter pulls me out of the shower. Poor little thing is teething, so yes, sleep has not been happening as of late.You would think with so many hands to help, it would be easier, but it isn’t. In fact, it is harder to set routines, as everyone wants to be next to her at some point.“Ok, ok. Come on, baby, are those toothy pegs hurting you? No, oh I know what you are doing, missy, screaming the room down because you have been put down.” I bend down to scoop her up from her crib. Her face is red as she screams. However, there are no tears, no this is temper. Temper that she has been put down for all of thirty minutes so I can shower and get ready.I swear to Rhiannon, Vilkas is going to pay. I fucking warned him this would happen and now I feel like the bad guy because I have give i
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