#1 Lycan (Final Edit)

Chapter 17

17 (final copy)

After I cried, I took a shower and put pajamas on. I wipe all the tears, hearing a knock on my door. I go over and see Lily and Miles, both in pjs. I smile, hugging them tight, before dragging them onto my couch.

"I'm so glad you both could meet!" I smile.

"I'm glad as well." Lily adds, as Miles nods.

"So do you have a name for the baby yet?" Miles asks.

"Yeah actually." I smile.

"Do tell." Lily says, as we all laugh.

"Well, for a girl, Ember. For a boy, Ender." I say, as I notice Lily tearing up.

"What's wrong Lily?" Miles asks, as she rubs her eyes.

"I can't believe you chose that name." She whispers.

"What name? What's going on?" Miles asks, confused.

"Ember was the name of Jeremiah's first born. She was killed at a young age."

"Oh my goddess. I am so sorry."

"It's okay," Lily smiles, "It's crazy. I remember the day Ember was born."

"Are you serious?" Miles and I both ask.

"Yeah. I knew her mother, the memories are very faded now." She frowns.

"Sometimes I forget how old you are." I laugh.

"Here here." Miles says, sipping on a random beer. I give her a weird look, before clearing my throat.

"I was thinking... Bridesmaids?" I smile.

"WHAT?" They both scream.

"Yes I mean it. Miles, I want you to be my Maid of Honor," I smile, "I'm sorry Lily."

"Don't worry, besides you have known her way longer." Lily laughs.

"Okay," I smile.

"Do you have a plan when you are getting married?" Miles asks.

"I wanted to wait until after this stinker is born." I say, putting a hand on my stomach, and tearing up, "Goddess. I never would have ever imagined having any more kids after Lucian."

"Don't cry." Miles says, as they both hug me.

"I c-can't h-help i-it." I cry out.

"Damn your pregnancy hormones." Miles jokes, as they both pull away.

"I know," I laugh, wiping the tears away, "I love you both. So so much."

"We love you more." They smile, as Miles side-hugs Lily.

Waking up at the crack of dawn. I make my way down the hall to Jeremiah's bedroom. I open the door slightly. Sticking my head into Jeremiah's room, I see that he is out cold. I smile big, before entering. I quickly ran and jump right onto Jeremiah. I laugh as he startles away. I lean down and kiss him.

"Why the hell are you up so early?" He asks, straddling his waist.

"It's Luciana's first birthday!" I smile big, "We need a cake, decorations, food, OH HOLY SHITAZKI'S! My parents." Jeremiah cuts me off, by kissing me quickly.

"How about we get Luci ready and head downstairs."

"Downstairs? Huh?" I ask, confused.

"Trust me." He smiles.

"Why are you so calm? We have so much to do!"

"Zelda, I took care of it all."

"Wait what? How?"

"I flew your parents in from California."

"WHAT?" I scream, my eyes widening.

"Your family is downstairs." He says.

"I NEED TO GO GET READY!" I scream, "I need to shower, get dressed, give Luciana a bath, put on her birthday dress. UGH! I should have woken up earlier." I whine that last bit.

"Well, it's okay to sleep in a bit."

"NOT ON DAYS LIKE THIS!" I scream.

"Calm down." Jeremiah laughs.

"No." I cross my arms, looking down at him.

"Get dressed. I'll get Luciana ready."

"Okay." I smile, giving Jeremiah a quick kiss, before climbing off of him, "Don't forget to get ready yourself."

"I will, I promise." He smirks, as I stare at him from the bedroom door.

"You are something else, Jeremiah."

"And you aren't?"

"Shut up."

"You started it."

"Jeremiah, don't start with that. You are like SUPER old."

"And you are like SUPER young."

"Sounds like a creep to me." I laugh, before leaving.

Getting out of the shower, I look at myself in the mirror, seeing a little baby bump. I smile, before grabbing the clothes I picked out. I put on a black high waisted skirt with a small slit on the left side, with a purple tee shirt tucked into the skirt. I put on a dark oversized jean jacket, before slipping some high tops. I brush my hair out, before tying it up into a high ponytail, with a few strands framing my face. Grabbing my phone, I leave the bathroom.

"Oh my goodness." I smile, seeing Luciana. She was in Jeremiah's arms. She was wearing a white onesie that read, "Birthday Girl" in pink words with a matching pink tutu. She also had a matching bow headband.

"How does the birthday girl look?"

"Cute." I smile.

"Just like her mama." Jeremiah says, looking at her, "I can see it now."

"What do you mean?"

"Luciana is going to grow up as a strong woman one day."

"I see that as well."

"I was thinking, since she's now my adoptive daughter. I want to make her the next Alpha of our pack."