Lyra grabbed her notebook and shoved it into her bag, eager to escape the library before Kaelen could assign her any more "collaborative" tasks with Ronan. Working with him on Seraphina's surprise mating ceremony was going to be awkward enough.
"I should get back to the infirmary," I said, avoiding Ronan's eyes. "The morning sickness medications for Seraphina need adjusting."
Kaelen nodded, glancing between us with that knowing look that made me want to throw something at him. "Of course. I'll let you two work out the details."
The moment Kaelen left the room, I headed for the door. Three quick strides and I'd be free. Just three more—
"So that's how it's going to be?" Ronan's voice stopped me cold. "The silent treatment?"
I froze with my hand on the doorknob. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Really?" I heard him moving closer. "You've been avoiding me for days, Lyra. You practically run in the opposite direction whenever I enter a room."
