Days passed, and Bella was annoyed the moment her monthly period came. While she already expected it since Poona had warned her before that she wasn't fertile during the days when she and Amon were practically going at it nonstop, it still stung that nothing happened after all of their efforts.
[Can you tell me again when I'll be fertile?] Bella murmured, asking her wolf Poona while she prepared her materials for painting. She was going to show her mother-in-law her skill in painting, and she wanted to make sure that she got everything ready for things to be great.
[Why should I know? Aren't you supposed to be the one in charge of your own body?] Poona teasingly scoffed. [Do I have to do everything myself now?]
[Poona, do you want me to have kids or not?] She mentally rolled her eyes at her inner wolf. [Just answer the question already.]
