Chapter 25

                                    

                                          
Sorry it's been so long since my last update, I hope you like my chapter though! ~Vannyvan
                          
Chapter 25...
                          
I groan as I'm awaken from my sleep and jump out of my bed rushing to the bathroom. The bile rises in my throat and into the toilet and I feel Mike pull my hair back as he comfortingly rubs my back. 
                          
"You alright Mia?" Mike questions once my stomach has been completely emptied. I nod my head, taking a piece of toilet paper to wipe my face before flushing the toilet.
                          
"Yeah, would you hand me my toothbrush?" I ask as he helps me up.
                          
"Of course babe." I quickly brush my teeth getting the disgusting taste of vomit out of my mouth. Once I'm sure it's completely gone from my mouth, I turn around and loop my arms around Mike's neck. "Besides, it'll all be worth it in the end when they're finally here."
                          
"Of course it will." He grins and places a kiss on my forehead, on hand resting on the small bump on my stomach. In one week, my stomach has gotten so much bigger, though it's still small. It isn't noticeable if you don't know.
                          
The pregnancy of a werewolf is a bit different than a human's. I won't be pregnant for nine months, only four, and I'm already one month into my pregnancy. We find out the sex of the twins at 2 months pregnant. I shouldn't be shifting into wolf form until after their birth because it puts stress on the babies. The symptoms of my pregnancy should be about the same as a normal pregnancy. Mood swings, morning sickness, nausea, cravings, increased need to pee, fatigue, swelling in the feet, tender breasts, etc. I'm assuming some of the symptoms will be showing up later in the pregnancy. 
                          
"I smell bacon!" The scent hits my nose, making my mouth water. Mike chuckles and takes my hand in his, walking next to me as I head down stairs. Mike has been super protective since I told him how I'm pregnant, constantly by my side. It's a little much but it makes me feel loved and protected so I don't really mind. Except for Seth, I feel really bad because He won't let Seth anywhere near me. But I'm really glad he can spend his time with Aimee, they are so adorably in love, and she's so nice to me. This is the hidden Aimee, the one with feelings. 
                          
"Is breakfast ready?" Mike asks sitting in a kitchen chair, pulling me into his lap. I immediately lean into him, allowing my head to rest on his chest as his arms go around my waist and his hands rest on my stomach.
                          
"Good morning! You hungry girly?" Lily asks energetically dancing around with Aimee. They've become friends as well, but only after Lily made sure I was cool with it.
                          
"We made bacon and eggs and sausage!" Aimee shouts putting food on a plate.
                          
"Yes! Thank you!" She places my food in front of Mike and I before dancing make to the stove, bumping her hip with Lily on the way. "Hey!" I growl slightly at Mike when I notice his eyes on my friends. I know he wasn't checking him out, he wouldn't do that to me, but it's still fun when I pretend to be upset. So I put on my pretend angry face and look away from him, barely able to hold back a smile when he puts on a pouty face.
                          
"I'm sorry baby." He says quietly placing a kiss on my cheek, causing me to let out a small giggle.
                          
"Just don't do it again." I say with a quick pointed look, before capturing his lips with mine.
                          
"Get a room!" Lily shouts in my ear, causing me to jump before bursting into laughter.
                          
"Oh, but who's the one who was receiving hickies in the living room last night?" I raise my eyebrows, glancing at one of the hickies that she quickly hides with her hair. Mike chuckles causing her to become red in the face.
                          
"Oh shut up." She mumbles, taking a seat and eating. 
                          
"Bacon?" Mike hands me the bacon, which I happily eat, savoring the flavour on my tongue.