Chapter Twenty Seven

Myla’s POV

I woke up the next morning snuggled up to my love. I didn’t want to move but morning sickness had other ideas. I ran to the bathroom. I really hated this part. I was sick a few times before I felt the familiar hands gently pull my hair away from my face. Reiner sat down next to me holding my hair and rubbing my back. After a bit, I felt better. Reiner picked me up and carried me back to bed despite my protests that I could walk. He gently lay me on the bed and tucked me in.

I reached my hands out as he leaned in planting a light kiss on my forehead.

“I will be right back; I am going to get some files from my office.” He threw on shorts before he left.

I grabbed my laptop off the table. Opening it, the screen lit up. I clicked on my favorite news station. As the site opened, the headlines flashed “More killings, kidnappings, and Strange Symbols Rock Packs.” I sucked in a breath. This has to stop. I read the article, three wolve