Ok my dear Readers Thank you One last time for reading my story this far! It made me so happy to see you guys enjoy the story and give me encouragement! On dec.10 would be one year when I stared this story! So thank you guys and enjoy!
Sam:
I got up and made breakfast. Everything seemed hazy and slow. Tyler had a scar but looked much better and when he woke he came right up and asked "Dad where's mom? Is she ok?"
His big green eyes almost made me cry all over again. "Here's a pancake go wake up Michael and Ill tell you everything." I replied.
I got the baby and held her while the boys ate and I told them everything.
From the time I became a wolf to how Grace died and Michael promised he would never say a thing to anyone. I told Tyler that the change was too powerful and would probably never happen again.
The boys were still with tears sliding down their cheeks.
"Boys, everything happens for a reason. Grace was kind, loving, sweet and everything I wanted but she's moved on now and we will to. She gave us a new baby named Hope and I promise to raise her and you Tyler the very best I can…..and Like Grace would have wanted me to." I tried to tell them. I knew when Tyler got older he would understand but just thinking of being without Grace made my heart crumble. Then I remembered here in my arms is Grace, or at least another piece of Grace, and me for me to love and care for.
We wrapped the baby up and went to where Grace died.
The sun was bright in the sky and everything was peaceful and woodsy. Grace would have liked it here.
When we got to her body I gasped.
There was a bright white wolf with green meadow eyes staring at me sitting in what used to be a pool of blood.
She just stared into my eyes and before I could see even a glimmer of the old Grace she was gone. Bounding into the woods for a new life leaving me behind.
Epilogue:
"Kenna get back here!" I said playfully to my two year old daughter.
"She's off to the woods!" laughed my younger sister Hope while holding her round pregnant belly and her Husband Nick making her tea.
My wife Amy turned to me. "Tyler, where's your dad? I thought he was coming to our house for Christmas dinner?" She asked.
"Oh he is he's probably just a little late." I said and smiled.
Just then Dad walked in with boxes of brightly wrapped gifts.
"Who wants presents?" Yelled Sam as he coughed and put them down in the living room.
Kenna ran in from the back yard and hugged him while my older 6 year old daughter Lindsay did too.
"Ah, here's my girls! Wow your getting so big Lindsay and you too Kenna!" He smiled and the lines on his face tightened but the bright yellow eyes were the same color as when I was a boy.
"Hey dad." I said as I gave him a hug. Then he made his way though the brightly lit living room to where Hope was sitting. He bent down and gave her a warm hug and a pat on the stomach.
"How's the baby ?" He asked.
"He's doing fine dad, and if you don't mind I want to name him Beck after your father." She said this and smiled brightly up at Sam.
He smiled back and said what he's said for years even after mom was gone.
"Anything for you dear."
Merry Christmas guys! THANK YOU EVERYONE for reading this for over a YEAR! And I hope its satisfying! I might write another one but I am taking some time off :D HAPPY NEW YEAR!