Chapter 86 Our Son

ISAIAH 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 thought it was because she was getting closer to giving birth. But maybe her hormones are out of balance because she hasn't acted 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. Doctor Callie says you need to build up your strength," I said, stepping around the mess to get closer to her. "Whatever you say, Alpha Isaiah," she said sarcastically. "Just enough strength to move from this corner of the room to the other. Thank you for being so caring about moving around this prison." Okay, we are in this kind of mood. Her room was very spacious, like a small studio with a separate room for the bathroom and minus th