Authors Note: This story is the sequel to my story "And Baby Makes Three" if you haven't read that then I suggest you read it first.
As the title implies this story has Werewolves. They are not however the Quilettes and this story is entirely Jake-less. Sorry in advance.
This story does assume however that all Werewolves function the same as Stephenie Meyer's Werewolves do.
It also assumes that Bella has the same shielding ability that she has in Breaking Dawn.
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And Wolfboy Makes Five
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{Anthony}
"Damn it!"
"Anthony Edward! What have I told you about.." My mom scolds me from the other room.
"Sorry, mom"
"Interrupting me?" I poke my head through the archway and give her a sincere smile. She smiles back but I can see in her golden eyes that she's still fuming. I know what she's thinking without reading her mind. Not that I could. Right now her mind is perfectly hidden behind her shield. But if I could read her mind, if she lifted her shield and allowed my dad and I access I already know what I'd find. She'd blame the school kids, the TV shows, the internet. Everything except me.
It's hard for parents to accept that their babies are growing up. That they have flaws. That one of them happens to be the urge to curse.
I start to pick up the pieces of the glass that I dropped on the floor. Since my cousin and I are the only two members of our household that eat human food, and since we're the age where chores are appropriate it's our job to do the dishes every night.
Laci bends down to help me pick up the shards of glass but I knock her hands away. I tilt my head towards Uncle Jasper and she nods. The last thing we need is for her to cut herself and get him all riled up. Sure, he's learned some tolerance through all the days of living with my now Vampire mother. But there is no point in taking chances.
"You know," Laci says to me as I resume washing, "Some day I'll have my own life and you won't be there to protect me."
I smile. She tells me this a lot. Okay, I guess I'm a little overprotective of her. It's a trait I inherited from my dad.
"I wasn't protecting you," I tease. "I was protecting Uncle Jazz. Wouldn't want him to go insane with thirst."
"And what if you'd cut yourself?" She taunts.
"Impossible." I counter.
"You did last night hunting. Remember when that porcupine jabbed you?"
"I bled for like four seconds. It was three drops most."
"Not impossible." She concludes. I shake my head. There is no point in arguing with her. She's as pigheaded as her mother, which is odd considering she's adopted.
We do the rest of the dishes in silence.
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{Laci}
My cousin is a royal pain in my butt.
I love him, don't get me wrong, but when it comes to protecting me he goes way overboard. It's all Uncle Edward's fault really. Even though Auntie Bella has been a Vampire since before I can remember, he still treats her like a squishy human. He still treats her like they treat me.
It's hard being the only human in a house full of Immortals. Sure Anthony isn't quite Immortal yet but he's getting closer. Every day he gets a little stronger, a little faster, needs a little less sleep. It's not fair. I try not to have these thoughts. Partly because I know that Uncle E (That's what I call him) and Anthony have access to everything I think and partly because it makes me sad.
The subject of Immortality and the right to choose it is somewhat of a sticky subject between my mom and me. I think that when I'm old enough, Auntie Bella's age, I should have the right to choose to join my family forever. My mother says that that's not an option and threatens to dismember anyone who even considers it.
Anthony assures me that he will change me when the time comes. I want to believe it, but I'm unsure if he would really stand against my mom.
Daddy on the other hand is on my side. He says there's no point in me staying human. That everything I could ever want can be accomplished as a Vampire. Whenever he says that mom glares at him and points to me. She never says it but I know what she means. My mom wanted to be a mother for decades before I was born and it's only a matter of dumb luck and my determined Auntie that I ended up a Cullen at all.
But I know how I want to handle that situation. When the time comes and I'm ready I'll get pregnant as a human, have my baby and then have Anthony change me. When I told Anthony this he asked me what would happen if I don't meet the right boy in time and I get old without having a baby. I told him that it's the 21st century and there's a such thing as sperm banks. He crinkled his nose in disgust and hasn't brought up the subject again.
I'm glad, because I'm trying not to think of it until the time comes. I'm trying to go with the flow.
After all, things will work out. They have so far.
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{Edward}
I let out a barely audible sigh as I try to tune out the thoughts of my niece.
It's not that I don't like being able to hear her. It's just that it makes me sad.
I remember how hard Bella and I struggled with the issue of her Immortality. How hard I fought against changing her. I sympathize with Rosalie. It wasn't that long ago, not by Vampire standards, that I felt the same way she does. I didn't want to be a Vampire, a thing of nightmares, so why on earth would I willingly subject the one I love to go through that? It wasn't just one thing that made me change my mind. First there was the ever present fear of losing her. Obsessing over how many ways a human can lose one's life is exhausting and over time it slowly ate it's way at my resolve.
The child issue was a factor as well. I didn't want to take away the opportunity for her to be a mother. At the time I never dreamed that I would father her child. I assumed we'd find a donor. But as luck would have it soon Anthony was born and our world became complete.
Then one day I looked at her and realized that by denying her a place by my side I was denying her happiness and so I caved.
I remember that day so well. It was two weeks after Anthony was born and me Bella and Anthony were laying in bed snuggling. I looked down at my beautiful wife cradling our child and sighed. "Do you really want to be a Vampire?" I asked softly. "Are you sure?"
She looked me dead in the eye. "I want to be with you and Anthony forever. I'm sure."
"Then I'll change you." Her eyes got misty and wide. She looked up at me like a child who'd just been given a remarkable Christmas gift.
"Really?"
I nodded and then kissed her lips passionately. She parted her lips and invited my tongue into the hot recesses of her mouth...
'Quit with the sweet stuff, Dad, you're giving me diabetes.' I laugh out loud at this. Even after four years I'm still not used to Anthony's gift. You would think it would be natural for a mind reader to have a mind reader child but I'd be lying if I said that I didn't find it disconcerting to have my thoughts on full view for a change.
When Anthony was conceived nobody was sure what to expect. To our surprise Bella enjoyed a relatively normal pregnancy with no otherworldly complications. For his first four years Anthony was a normal human child. He ate, he slept, he grew normally and got sick. Then at around four his immune system kicked into overdrive. When all the children at daycare had the chicken pox Anthony was still healthy. He hasn't been sick since then.
At six he started to grow a little faster. He shot up in height first, then thanks to karate class his muscle mass increased. His Immortal senses started to kick in soon after and by the time he was eight he had inherited my gift as a full fledged mind reader.
'Enough bragging.' I laugh again and this time Bella looks up from the book she's reading.
She takes one look at the look on my face and rolls her eyes. She lifts her shield. 'What are you two yakking about?' I pat her knee softly and shake my head. She goes back to reading.