Chapter 93
Reagans POV
We got the children bathed, put them to bed, and went into our room. Clive can tell that this pup is his. He swears by it, as he swears it has his scent, and he rubs my lower back because it hurts tonight. I am close to giving birth, and by now I am an expert at it. I take his scent in, and it gives me peace. I snuggle back into him and he puts his arm around me for us to sleep. This was a stressful day, as it always is. My parents always get so emotional at seeing me these days. I am praying for a nice night of sleep, but for some reason, the nightmare returns. It is so vivid, it is like I am there again.
Flashback to 5 years ago (attempted s****l assault ahead).
I have been here for a week here at Blood Tracker. I have managed to stay away from Mi
