Chapter 83

Isaiah’s POV

Zira screamed as she threw a plate full of food at the door. “I said I’m not hungry.”

Only a few inches from where I was standing with Lisa. Lisa barely flinched as she began to pick up the mess. This has been going on more often lately. I was starting to think it was because she’s getting closer to giving birth.

Maybe her hormones are out of balance or something because she hasn’t been acting like herself. She has snapped at everyone at least once or twice and poor Lisa gets the bulk of it. I’ve been giving her space but these outbursts had to stop.

“Zi, you need to eat. You need strength,” I said, stepping around the mess to get closer to her.

“Right, of course Alpha Isaiah,” she said sarcastically. “Just enough strength to be able to move from this corner of the room to the other. Thank you for being so caring.”

Okay, we are in this kind of mood. Her room was actually very spacious, more like a small studio with a separate r