As If One Wasn't Bad Enough (sequel to The Cursed Wolf)

As If One Wasn't Bad Enough (Epilogue)

Hey guys!!! So yes, this is the epilogue, the final part!!! I reallyyyy wanted to make it longer but I was extremely tired and am still soo tired I think I'm about to pass out even tho its like 6 right now.... So yeah, I hope you guys like it anyways :) Enjoy!

ps. the dedication is for the person who made the cute new cover :)

Cara

“Breathe in, breathe out.”

Trying to follow the instructor’s directions, I inhaled and exhaled slowly. I repeated the step a few more times as the instructor told us to. I was starting to get uncomfortable, but decided I had to keep going if I wanted to be ready. Finally tired, I rested my hand on my protruding stomach, the result of a more than steamy honeymoon a few months before.

“Alright mommies and daddies, let’s take a break,” a very enthusiastic Maryanne chirped as she clapped her hands together annoyingly with each word she spoke as if to annunciate. She squatted a few times before bouncing around the room, greeting some new couples that had enrolled in the class. Soon, she made her way over to me and Duke.

“Hello you two! Looking good for motherhood!” she laughed, thinking she was clever to come up with the stupid rhyme.

I didn’t miss the not so subtle appreciative look she sent Duke before fluttering away. I narrowed my eyes at her actions, feeling more possessive now that I was carrying pups. I almost growled, but was stopped when Duke possessed my mouth with his.

“I’m yours,” he said, “All of me.” It was as if he was trying to remind me, which I guess, during this stage in my life, I kind of needed it.

His eyes held promise and passion. I was so hormonal I was ready to jump him here, but I doubt anyone would be thankful for that.

“I love you so much,” I mumbled, slowly rubbing my stomach, and staring at him. In only a month or 2, the baby would be here. I was more than ready for this. I had been ready for motherhood ever since the day I held Lena, my now 2 years old niece. She was so precious. I was the first one to hold her after Jed and Leah.

Duke and I found out months ago we were going to be parents of twins. Yes. I guess it runs in the family. Rory and Nick. We decided on the names as soon as we knew the gender. Aurora Marie and Nicholas Grant. It was totally random. I picked the boy’s name and Duke the girl. We both fell in love with the name we had picked and will refer to the babies as their name sometimes even though they’re not out yet.   

“Ah!” I squealed. “They’re kicking!”

Excitedly, Duke found my stomach and lovingly looked at me as he kissed my stomach. The other couples ‘aww-ed’ making me blush. I was loving every minute of it, however.

***

That night, after an exhausting day, Duke and I retreated to our haven, our room. We recently bought a bigger house with 4 bedrooms. It was way nicer than the apartment we had been living in for the first year of our marriage. It was a big change, and the thing that I loved most was the room that provided us peace and quiet, but also privacy knowing that there were others living above or beneath us.

We cuddled on the king sized bed that I also grown so used to in the past few weeks. Pure heaven.

Duke massaged my aching muscles, and at the same time, placed small kisses up my neck.

“I love you now.” Kiss. “Back then.” Kiss. “Later.” Kiss. “Whenever, wherever, forever.”

He turned my head and kissed me passionately on the lips. “100 years and more.”

He grinned. He was reciting the vow he had given me on our wedding day. The sweetest thing I’ve ever heard was forever imprinted in my mind. I hated that he went first because I felt mine could not ever top his. It didn’t even come close, in my opinion, but he swore it was the best thing he’s ever heard in his life. I think he’s a bit biased. Even Jed told me afterwards that mine sucked in comparison.

I turned my body completely and cuddled into him, and despite my big belly, I was able to get very close with him. “To the moon and back,” I murmured sleepily.

He brushed away the hair covering my face and kissed my forehead. He hummed our wedding song as he did so. Before surrendering to my sleepiness, I remember putting a content smile on my face.

Jedidiah

“You did this to me,” Leah hissed at me, her face stained with spaghetti. No matter how she looked, she still looked damn attractive to me. Maybe it’s a little biased considering she’s my mate, but Leah really was one of a kind.

“I love you, babe,” I said, smiling. Some things never change, her nature to blame me for everything. I find it endearing and she wouldn’t be her if she doesn’t blame me for things.

Little Lena was running amuck, throwing spaghetti as she went. She was 2, and as we feared, it really was the terrible 2’s.

“Lee, come here, baby girl,” Leah coaxed, holding her arms out. Lena ignored my wife and continued to giggle and throw her food.

“Leah, I’ll take care of it,” I told her, seeing the tired expression on her face.

She sighed, looking at me guiltily.

“You know I love you,” she said as she picked a spaghetti noodle out of her hair.

Good thing I did know that. “I know,” I said, smiling at her.

She glanced at Lena, who was running around and throwing her food. “Cara is going to have a handful,” she said, wistfully.

I nodded in agreement. I didn’t worry for her, because like Leah, she has a mate who cares for her and would help her with the tedious work.

Leah glanced once more at our daughter and then looked at me, as if to say ‘good luck’ before heading upstairs.

Once she went upstairs, I heard the water running, telling me she was taking a shower.

“Come to poppy, baby,” I said, stomping towards Lena. Lena giggled and ran, but soon tripped over. Stubborn as her mother, she got up without so much as a cry and ran again.

Grinning at the mother daughter similarity, I ran after her, and in one smooth motion, swooped her off the ground. She struggled in my hold but soon threw her little arms around my neck, rubbing her spaghetti stained face against my neck.

“Poppy!” she exclaimed. I chuckled as I went to wash her off before getting her ready for bed.

I read her a quick story, her very favorite, ‘Goldilocks and the Three Bears’, and tucked her in. I gave her a kiss on the forehead before making my way to my room, which was across the hall. Already, I noticed that there was a figure on the bed. I took a quick shower and came out, climbing under the covers. I wrapped my arms around Leah’s small and fragile frame. As if in habit, she snuggled closer to me, pressing her back against my front.

“Jed,” she murmured in her sleep.

“I love you,” I mumbled into her hair.

She may hate werewolves in the past, but I’m glad she opened up to them. I’m glad she opened up to me.

Closing my eyes, a thought came to mind.

Cara and I may be different, but despite everything, in the end, we’re able to relate because we overcame the obstacles to be with our mates.

As if one wasn’t bad enough, there are two more wolves that are deeply in love with their mates.

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