He quietly walked to Irina’s side and crouched down to block the sea breeze.

The sleeping Irina subconsciously used her hand to cover her slightly bulging tummy, possibly because it got colder.

Muir immediately snapped out of her thoughts and caressed her face. “Are you cold? Let’s go back to the nest to sleep.”

…

The next morning, the sky and ocean were painted red by the gentle sunlight and the air was salty. The crisp chirps of the young birds woke the soundly sleeping Irina.

“Mmm~” Irina opened her eyes. It was pitch black in front of her. She thought the sun hadn’t risen yet and moved around, only...