Lyra's POV

Sonya is trying to force a shift as the office door swings open.

Lyra turns around, her snout in place of her nose and mouth and her claws out, ready to attack anybody who goes near her.

"As useless as ever," a red-headed woman sighs, shaking her head as her eyes land on Lyra.

Lyra forces her shift to stop, and her face reverts to normal.

"Louisa. I thought you were too busy to come to see your brother," she mutters, her rage still simmering.

"Well, I have to tell Mom and Dad about little Junior here," her sister shrugs coldly, holding her stomach as if expecting somebody...