My Mom is Dating a Werewolf

Epilogue

It has been nearly a month since I was bitten by my werewolf girlfriend. I got super sore and sick, and I thought this was confirmation of lycanthropy. My school nurse told me that I had mono, but I did not believe her one bit. My mom seemed to agree, and she told me that I was not behaving like a wolf would.

Well no duh, I am not behaving like a wolf because I had been trying to hide it. She told me that I should not be afraid of it. I went to ask Randall what he thought about all of this, and he would just say that all I could do is wait for the next full moon. That did not help any, but he still showed me his routine. It was clear that he knew what was happening to me.

Every day, He went on runs to remedy his sense of being enclosed. He practiced fighting and hunted to get his aggression out, and...well he mated my mother to sate his libido. I had no idea what he meant, but now with these pains, I cannot believe how he had not been driven mad. He told me that breathing and thinking about his family helped him calm down some, but he could only hold in his animal side for so long.

My mother told me her anxieties and experiences when she turned. I was having kind of the same thing as she was going through, but she recommended that I stay positive and remember that I am still me. I was not too sure, but Selene was trying to make up for what happened. She knew I was having a problem even if I was way too embarrassed to tell her where I hurt. She was more than obliged to help my fix it.

That was when I felt the creature within sir. Even if it was slight, everything was clear now. I became one of them, but I guess it is not all bad. I mean Toby and Zoey are cool. We talk a lot; though, I just cannot shake the feeling that I am going to have the same fate as my mother. I mean I can kind of see why they all have such big families. They live real long, and breeding season is very...intense. I just hope that Selene does not get pregnant until we are out of school. Toby's mom and Zoe's sister already makes sure to remind us at any chance not to be a statistic, werewolf teen pregnancies, and all that stuff.

It is damn impossible to not mate, and when my girl is in the mood, I get so worked up that I cannot even hold back transforming before I can get a condom on. How am I supposed to get it on without ripping it up with my claws? I do not want to sound stupid, and I do not want to ask Randall or my mother how to do it. There has to be a way to control my excitement, there just has to.

"Hey what's wrong?" Selene asked me.

I snapped out of my depressing thoughts, and I looked up at her. "It's nothing...I just...I don't know"

"Hold still and be my pillow" she said as she sat beside me on the bus. She leaned up into me nuzzling up to my neck. She closed her eyes and cooed with satisfaction. "Stop worrying so much"

For the rest of the bus ride through the rain, I got to thinking about everything that had happened since mom dragged him into our lives. I guess I could accept my fate in being with Selene. I am at peace with what nature has in store for us, but still I am not used to all this werewolf stuff. As I looked down at my werewolf girlfriend, I am amazed with how content she was with me. "Hey...babe?" I asked.

She stirred and looked up at me with those beautiful eyes. "Mmmm?"

"You don't think that I'm screwing us this..." I muttered before I looked around to see if anyone was looking or paying attention. Everyone was either asleep, playing a game, or listening to music. "You don't think that I'm screwing being a werewolf do you?"

She stared at me genuinely confused. "You're not dead"

"I mean...My mom and Randall are always chewing my ass out for things that I don't have any control over" I explained.

"Tch, those are just parents for you. At least be glad that you aren't a werewolf being raised with human parents that's the worst" she argued before she smiled faintly. "I think you have more control over it than you think you do" she told me.

I sighed heavily at this, but I was not convinced. "I just hope that I do not need to spend my whole life running from hunters. After what happened to Toby, I know that nothing is going to be peaceful anymore. They are angry...and they want blood" I told her.

She sighed heavily and looked towards the floor. "I don't know what's going on...I'm just as new to this as you are. You really think they want blood?" she muttered.

"I just know it. Everyone has been putting on false smiles and happiness, but I've heard a lot of the wolves saying something about SAD. They all are talking code, but whoever this SAD is. They sound worse than the hunters" I told her.

"SAD? Aren't they ran by hunters?" She asked.

I nodded before I looked out the window. "You don't think that there will be a war over this will there?"

"I don't know. What would a war with werewolves look like?" she asked.

I could not imagine what a war with werewolves would like. If they were all huge and cunning like Randall was, it would be the greatest bloodbath in history. I hope that Bernie will keep the peace and not allow his anger get the best of him like it has for everyone else. Most of all, I hope he does not keep self-medicate by drowning his sorrows at the bottom of a bottle. If not, Randall is going to have to do something...someone has to.