Chapter 11

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Oliver's POV:

We were really happy with our little family. Angela is even going to have another baby! Yay! This time, she's having twins. A boy and a girl. She's about four months into the pregnancy, and I have to say, I'll be glad when it's over. I can't stand watching her eat all those weird cravings! The triplets are three years old now, and each are so special in their own way. Melanie is really stubborn, kind, caring, strong, and brave. Ethan, he's strong, brave, loyal, protective of his siblings, and caring. And Mason, kind, caring, sweet, and funny. He is definitely less brave and strong than his brother and sister, but I sometimes think, that these little monkeys are meant for something special. Even Little Mason. His bravery and strength will come when it's time. Mason has dark hair like his mom. Melanie and Ethan have lighter hair. Sort of like mine. I think as they get older, their hair will darken. The kids are also great little helpers. They love to help Angela around the house. They love when Max challenges them to a fight when he comes over. I tell him not to, for two reasons. 1. They are only three years old! 2. They are stronger together than you might think. Well, he never listens. When he first started challenging them, he took it easy on them and won. But then, the triplets started to win. This time I was ready to kill Max. He literally DID NOT take it easy on them!! But, to my surprise,and to my mates surprise, and everyone watching, which would be Katy, Rose, Daniel, and my mom and dad, the triplets WON! One night, I had a strange dream. I was standing in a big field, in front a woman. She had shining, silvery hair. Her dress was long and sparkly silver. And her eyes were a real dark blue. Almost like night time. And they seemed to glitter like stars. She had a little moon-like mark on her cheek. I looked at her in awe. I then noticed that Angela was next to me as well. She looked at this strange woman too. I would be lying if I said she wasn't pretty. She was. But, Angela will always be the prettiest angle in my life. "Hello, Oliver. Hello, Angela. It is nice to see you in person." the woman said. Her voice sounded magical. Then it struck me. Could this be the moon goddess!??? "W-who are you? Where are we? And how do you know our names?" Angela asked. She was nervous. And to be completely honest, I was a little nervous too. "My dear, I am the moon goddess. You are in my favorite place to speak to wolves." "But Angela is not a wolf. She's human. Why are we here anyway?" I asked. I think part of that was my wolf trying to protect my Angle. "Don't fret, Oliver. I thought it was time to tell you." "Tell us what..?" Angela asked. It sounded like she wasn't sure if she wanted to know. "I brought you together. I felt your strengths. And how special you really are. You children, Mason, Ethan, and Melanie, they are far more special than you realize. They shall be the saviors for many packs and were-animals, and even humans. The time will come, when a war will threaten your lives. It shall threaten many packs and were-animals alike, and humans. I have chosen them to be the saviors. The ones to save them." "Wait what? What do you mean? Our children will be in danger? Is-" I began but she just smiled. Suddenly a flash of light started. It nearly blinded Angela and I. The next thing I know, I'm sitting up in my bed beside Angela, who is also sitting up. We were both panting and sweating. Before I could say anything Angela raced out of bed and into our children's room. I followed. We were relieved to find that they were safe and sleeping peacefully. I put my hand in her shoulder as she closed their door. She cried on my shoulder as I gave her a comforting hug. We weren't sure if what we saw was just a dream or not. But we knew one thing for certain. Something was going to happen. And it wasn't going to be pretty...

TIME JUMP- FOUR YEARS LATER---Angela's POV:

"Melanie! Mason! Ethan! You get back here right now! Those cookies were for tonight after dinner!" I yelled. I swear sometimes having kids is so tiring and annoying! And right now, I had five kids, and I'm babysitting two, with another on the way! I am never letting Oliver put another of these little monsters in me again. I mean it! Ok ok. They aren't monsters. But they are definitely mischievous! "Mommy, can you read me a story?" "Mommy, I want a cookie like the twipwets." I did miss the cute baby talk I can tell you that right now. It's so super cute! "Chase, those cookies are for later on ok? Your brothers and sister shouldn't even have them. And Lily, I'll tell you a story, if you two help me make some more cookies." "Yay!" was my answer. The twins were really cute. They remind me of the triplets when they were little.

 They remind me of the triplets when they were little

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Ok, sort of. Their hair is definitely getting lighter. When they were born, they had black hair! Now, it's like chesnut color almost. "Mommy, can I help make cookies?" I should have known that would get those triplets to mind. They love baking. "Well, if you give me back those cookies you stole, you three can help. Ok?" They nodded and gave me their cookies. I laughed and told them to wash their hands so we could start. We had enough cookies honestly, but I do like baking with my kids too. So, why not? I told the kids a story as we baked. I told them the story of how I met their dad and how we finally got together after so many challenges. I had the perfect family. The strange dream Oliver and I had three years ago, was completely forgotten. The two kids I was watching helped us make those cookies too. Hayden and Emma. Emma was Rose and Daniel's daughter and Hayden was Katy and Max's son. When Oliver came home and Emma and Hayden left, we had dinner. With LOTS of cookies for dessert. I was really very happy. I doubt things could be better. I don't know what will happen in the future but, I love my family very much, I know that much.

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