When I started having morning sickness two years after Kat was married, Luca was beside himself with worry. He held my hair back as I hurled out our steak dinner into the toilet.
“I’m calling your father.” He says in a thick voice, looking absolutely terrified that I’m sick. Werewolves and whatever I was... we don’t get sick. We’ve never been sick.
“It’s just morning sickness. I’m alright.” I replied back when my mouth finally calmed itself down.
Luca hands me a glass of water and frowns. "I don't want to risk it. You've been having this morning sickness for a while now."
I hold my stomach. "It must be the awful spicy ice cream I was craving for last night. You'd think I was pregnant-"
We both pause for a long time. With the kingdom settling down and the castle stable, Luca and I h
