Chapter 8
Four years into the future...
"Momma!" My wonderful 1 year old, Ryan, wailed.
It has been 4 years since I phased into a wolf. Paul and I have been married for two years and Paul got us our own house. Shortly after, I became pregnant with Ryan. We both wondered if he would be human or phase into one of us. We always believed that we would love Ryan no matter what. If he phased, both of us would be there to help him through it.
"What, Ryan?" I asked.
"Baba need food!" He said.
"When aren't you hungry?" I said while getting him something to eat.
"Honey, I'm home!" Paul said as he shut the front door.
I heard him walk into the kitchen, where we were at, and pecked me on the lips.
"Hey, hon, I have to pick up some more diapers for Ryan, so your going to have to watch him for thirty minutes or so." I told him.
"OK then." He replied.
I grabbed the keys to my car and grabbed my coat. I walked outside and got into my car. I drove to the store and picked up diapers. I drove home and walked into the house. Paul kissed me again as soon as I got through the door. "I missed you." Paul said.
"I wasn't gone for very long!" I replied.
"I know." He said.
I shook my head and laughed. Life was good, well for now.