MINE, and MINE only.

epilogue

2 stripes, Two. Motherfucking. Stripes.

I'm pregnant, "I'm pregnant." I whisper softly to myself, "I'm mother fucking pregnant." I say again in a louder tone, making sure that it is not just a dream. I pinch myself, I hiss quietly. "Yup definitely not a dream.

How am I going to tell Oliver this, it has only been like 3 months since we got married. And I'm already pregnant. I know for sure that Oliver couldn't wait but I'm not sure if I'm really ready, I'm only 22 I always told my parents and I that I wouldn't get pregnant before I was 24 or something like that. Well that didn't exactly work out as planned.

How was I going to tell him, I wanted to make it special and wait for a little bit, but I read somewhere that werewolves could actually smell it when somebody they know is pregnant.

'Okay Lotte think, think Lotte' how can you make this special, any anniversaries coming up?

And just like that a light went up, Christmas was about right around the corner, with some of the most important people in pack we were going to travel to Aspen to celebrate Christmas there. So it was going to be Oliver's best friends, and Oliver's sister and kids the parents of Oliver were going to stay in America to celebrate Christmas with the people that would be staying behind. I would give him the present and inside would be the pregnancy test, now lets hope that he knows what two stripes mean. A smile slowly creeps up my face, yes this would be perfect now lets hope that he just doesn't smell it on me yet.

***

"Hey wifey." Oliver says as soon as he steps inside the house, we choose to live on the terrain of the pack but not in the pack house, not until I'm fully accustomed to the idea of being married to werewolf. Honestly the thought still freaked me out from time to time. It's just weird if you think about it, but after a few times watching the pack shift and see them running around I already was way more comfortable with it. They were really just a bunch of big dogs running around, I wonder if I threw a stick away if they would run after it, the thought makes me snort out loud. If only Oliver would here what I'm comparing him to, he would seriously get mad at me. They hate it when they are compared to dogs.

Oliver pulls me out of my reverie when he starts calling out to me. I shake the daze of me, and look up at Oliver who's looking at me with a semi questioning worried look on his face. "What's so funny, I want to laugh with you. And why do you smell differently, are you feeling okay??"

"Uhm yeah I'm okay, it's just an inside joke I was texting with my sister and I was reminded of something that I did one day. It's nothing really."

Thank god Oliver drops the whole thing and starts of for the kitchen. "Tonight the pack is going to run, you coming along? If you want to I can carry you on my back, and then you can kind of run along with the pack." Oliver says over his shoulder while walking into the kitchen. I know he misses the pack and running with it, I know we're still on pack grounds and he still goes to the pack house. But I guess it's still not the same, I know he's trying to let me grow accustomed to the pack life so we can move into the pack house. He would however never ask me to move in the pack house. He loves me to damn much.

"Nah, I'm feeling a little tired. And I'm just goanna hold you back, I know you run slower with me on your back because you're scared that I will fall. I'll be okay, I'll just go watch a movie, I still have to take care of some stuff anyway." I say to Oliver I know this makes him kind of sad, I know he hates it when he leaves me alone for almost the whole day, and I know that I'll definitely wont be alone anymore when he finds out that I'm pregnant.

***

Oliver left for his run with the pack, and now I'm all alone again, I guess it's time to call my sister.