Chapter 15 "Sometimes It's Hard Being a Werewolf"

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I did not know what I was expecting once my husband bestowed his powers upon me. I thought it would be a lot quicker the transition as I was already exposed to werewolf hormones thanks to my pregnancy with his four pups, but this time...this time it was different. I felt more of the primal urges and I was miserable laying there in bed unable to sate them. I really needed to get these casts off and get home to my hubby and my babies.

I had so many nightmares and erotic dreams. They went from seeing wolves feasting on my children, only for it to be revealed to be me only I was out of my body. Then it went to me being on a hunt with Randall, and we came across this beautiful waterfall. All I can remember was I lost control of my body, but instead of attacking him, I presented myself. Well, he did not waste time like usual and stuffed me and filled me.

I am pretty sure he's going to knock me up again by the end of the year, but you know something? I am at peace with that. I have already noticed that I was much more than human now. My skin and looks had been rewound five years, and my stretchmarks and pudge from my prior pregnancies had vanished even my butt firmed up. The only thing I wished was for my oversized tits to shrink down. But hey, at least they are firm and perky not sagging past my belly button like two twenty pound gobs of silly putty losing to gravity, hell I think that I look better than my prime. Well, if I keep my hair shaved, ugh...for my admirers.

Oh well, I hope I look cute as a werewolf. One thing that I have noticed is females have less fur than the males do, and ones who are nursing have even less fur especially around the nipples. I am sort of grateful for having more than two breasts with the additional mouths to feed, but I think that ten is going to be rather excessive. Then again they literally drink gallons. I feel like that they are physically attached to my body again.

After I had my X-rays scanned, I had the trouble of having to explain to the doctors, who were way beyond baffled at this point, as to why I was able to recover from a car crash in under two weeks. I told them that I guess it was my need to see my babies. Some of them did not buy it, but would they believe even if I told them the truth?

I came back home to even bigger babies than when I last saw them. I am so glad that I have the support from his family. I do not think that mine would be able to give me such support. Not that they would not try, but there was so few of them and most lived back in the Scotland. I tried to get myself a routine down, but I felt so lost, disoriented, and overwhelmed. I did not want to have the girls see me as weak, but they knew. They can be quite nosy often times. I get the feeling that they think I'm not suited to raising his children! They do not act any different from when Jack and Emily.

"Hey! Are you okay?" Selene asked me.

I quickly snapped out of my thought and looked down at the head poking over the bar counter. I had a knife in my hand with a steak in the other. I guess I was making dinner; I honestly do not remember what I was doing. "Uh...yea...I think so" I said before I sat the knife down gently.

"Oh, okay" She said before she leaned and climbed halfway then hung off the edge swinging her legs back and forth. "Do you know what postpartum depression means?" She asked.

"So that's what this is all about!" I raised my voice.

"What's what about?" She asked as she cocked her head to the side.

"Nothing!" I grumbled before I stomped off out of the kitchen, and I went straight to Lilian who was bottle feeding Logan in her arms, at least I think it was him. "Do you think there's something wrong with me!?" I confronted her.

She offered me Logan and shook her head at me. "I don't know how you are able to not feel overwhelmed. There's nothing wrong with you...I don't think that I could handle four pups at once" she said before she stood up. I took my baby without hesitation and looked down at him. "Let me help you make dinner" she said as she walked towards the kitchen.

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