Mates

Epilogue

Epilogue

"Coo!"

"Coo!"

"Coo"

My eyes slowly opened at the irritating sound of that bird.

My vision is blurry so I don't exactly know where that bird is coming from.

"Coo!"

"Coo!"

"Coo!"

"Okay okay I'm up." I mumbled and I heard giggling.

Since when do birds giggle?

"Finally Mama. I was wondering when you would wakey." His cute little voice giggled by my ear.

I turned to my side and saw Raven smiling goofily right in my face. I jerked back in surprise and his smile grew even bigger if it were possible.

"Scared you Mama." He said and hopped on the bed.

"I wanna jump too." A second little voice said from below the bed.

"Tell Daddy to bring you up, Mama can't at the moment." I said rubbing my belly.

I'm already nine months with this little bundle in my stomach and its about it comes out. My due date is exactly today and for the past three times, I've always made it on the exact date.

I still don't know the gender of the baby, I like to keep it a surprise but knowing what I've had the past three times, a boy is likely going to pop out.

"Daddy's downstairs." The little voice continued and I sighed.

"Raven, help out Miles get on the bed." I said yawning.

"I can't Mama, he's too heavy." Raven replied and I groaned.

"He's two years younger than you, and besides, aren't you a strong man?" I asked and looked right in his blue eyes.

"Yes! I am!" He flexed his barely any muscles and jumped off the bed. "You ready Miles?" He asked.

"Uh huh." Miles answered and the next thing I know, a little head pops up and smiled at me.

"I'm flying Mama!" He exclaimed and then his body came up and he managed to climb on the bed from then on. Raven sighed and jumped on the bed.

"See Mama, I'm a strong man." He flexed his muscles again and I laughed.

"Yes you are, you managed to carry your four year old brother on the bed. Good job Super Raven." His smile could go around the world ten times how big it was.

Miles started to jump on the bed with Raven and I rolled my eyes.

Archer wasn't beside me. He must've gone downstairs like Miles said. Probably taking care of pack business or maybe he's feeding Noah.

I really do hope he's feeding Noah, I'm tired of getting puked on all the time.

My poor little Noah, he has bad indigestion sometimes and pukes all over us. He's only two years old but it's still not the prettiest sight.

All three of my sons are mini Archer's. they take their physical qualities from their father. The black hair, piercing blue eyes even that smirk. Noah hasn't smirked yet, Miles is getting it and Raven can nail it perfectly sometimes. It scares me, what will they be like once they grow older?

Raven being six years old and the oldest, is the most serious one of the family. Sometimes when Archer is away, Raven will take over, or "take over" in his way which is bossing around Miles to do his dirty work. It's funny but sometimes Miles ends up crying because he can't do it.