Chapter 46: Epilogue ?

(Media picture of Estelle, James, and Aaron)

Original Published Date: May 30th, 2018

*I "decided" a Epilogue. For the ones that wanted a Sequel I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, but I made a decision and I'm sticking to it. The thing is I don't know what I could do. Make Little J grow up or carry on from where this left off. By the time you finish this you will see that I've reached a decision. I hope you enjoy. And without this little part and my A/N at the end this ..thing?. was 8,642 words. So it's long but I hope you enjoy it anyways.*

Estelle P.O.V

I did not like the dress I was wearing. Who ever put me in this deserves a metal bat to the back of their neck.

Aaron helped me out the coffin. "Is this some type of prank?" I ask as I watched the people sitting in the chairs wearing series of black with confused yet interested looks. "Is everyone deaf?" I ask.

"Ok, more like you were dead." Aaron explained.

I looked at my arms and pinched my cheeks and slapped my leg. Then I slapped Aaron, who actually seemed surprised. "If I hit you, then I'm very much alive." I explain.

I was about to slap him again but he grabbed my arm. "I would like it if you didn't slap me, again."

I let my lips frown for a quick second and shrug my shoulders. "When did you get so strong?"

"Like three years ago Estelle."

"No, three years ago I still made you eat dirt, you don't get strong like that over night." I look around and people faces were still shocked. "Seriously what is going on? All these people yet I'm only hearing one voice."

"You were dead Estelle." I looked at James.

"Why are you talking to me?" I eyed him carefully. "You reek of alcohol." I say holding my nose. "Don't you have to be twenty one to even drink."

"Estelle, darling, you're not fourteen anymore you're seventeen." I looked and it was my mom. I ran and gave her a tight hug.

"What are you talking about?" I ask. I heard my stomach growl and felt it rumble. "Im hungry lets get something to eat. Where's the car."

As I turned around to walk away I noticed a little something on the tomb stone. "Here lies Estelle West and Eva Ebony West-Tryton. Why is Toms last name on my 'tomb stone', and who the heck is Eva?"

"Maybe we should take you to eat first." I look at Aaron.

"No way. I'm going home I'm getting dressed then grab a apple for the road. Then we eat." I demand.

"What ever you say your highness." Aaron joked.

I couldn't help but notice how everyone else was still frozen. Odd.

***

When we got home I hurriedly ran to my room. Its weird. The walls are no longer purple, lime green. My dresser isn't brown, it's and bigger and white. My bed spread wasn't purple, white and gray, but lime green and pretty shade of blue. My windows actually had curtains, or drapes, they're the same to me.

I look in my mirror, and I look so so pretty. I must be seventeen because I looked nothing like this when I was fourteen.

I pull on my cheeks, they were the perfect soft. I smile, and I no-longer have braces and I just have to say my teeth are perfect.

I open my drawers to see if my dressing style has changed, it has. And my underwear look like they belong to prostitutes. I see my bras, and they were a lot bigger. I didn't have and training bras anymore, they all had cups and in a variety of different colors.

Did I seriously miss three years of my life? Or did James put me in a coma for three years? I think James put me in a coma, its the only logical answer.

I go through my closet and I see clothes I used to dream of buying in a store. I'm actually seventeen, and I'm living the life!

I pick out my outfits and set them on the dresser as I examined my new grown up body. I look at my stomach and scream at the top of my lungs. I start to panic, I'm fat, but im a werewolf and I stay on a healthy diet and I eat a bowl of fruits everyday.

I gasp as Aaron and James burst through my bedroom door. They search for danger and I point to my stomach. "What. The. Heck. Is. This!" I yell. James was the first to leave but Aaron grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.

I looked at Aaron making my eyes wider than what they already are. "Its a baby, Estelle."

"Y-yours?" I stutter.

He slowly shakes his head, and looks at James. "His."

I want to scream and ask a bagillion questions, but I faint instead.

Aaron P.O.V

She was about to say something, but gravity did its usual job and let her drop. I let go of James and picked her up and put her on her bed.

I didn't know exactly what to expect when I told her, but I didn't expect her to faint.

"Smooth, Aaron." James commented.

"I don't blame her for fainting. She got pregnant, by you of all people." I growl.

"Harsh."

"More like honest." I roll my eyes. "I can't believe you gave up your wolf so she could have three years shaved off her life. What were you thinking?"

"I was thinking its better than having her dead. I mean everyone loves her, you wouldn't give your wolf to save her life?" I don't even know. I've never been put in the position he has. "That's what I thought."

"Its not like I wouldn't. But three years of her life is just gone." I don't know why I said that last part, he already knows.

"Its better than thirteen years. Id rather have three years gone, than her to be gone for good." I know exactly how he feels about that.

"How's it feel to be human?" I can't help but ask.

"Weak. But better than dead, right?"

"Right." I say a bit unsure. "So how do you suppose we fill her in on everything, because its a lot to fill her in. I don't even remember everything from the past two years. Its just last year was the most memorable." I explain.

"Should she even know. Like she just fainted because she found out she was pregnant." James explained.

"Yeah, I don't blame her for that. In her state of mind you've been bulling her for a whole year. So when she wakes up and finds out she pregnant by you, well, that's just depressing."

"What if she just got a new start? What if its better that she doesn't know anything about the last three years."

"What about Ethan. That's her brother, she deserves to know she has a actual brother."

"Yeah, but now that I'm human he has a upper arm in killing me because me and Danielle have a kid together that's like two years old. So its probably best she doesn't know she related to my murder."

"I still think she should know, and that Danielle is her step sister because she happened to be mated to Ethan and he's Alpha."

"Wait what about you and your pack. Before Danielle completely fucked up everything you and Estelle was going to rule your Uncle Dre's pack since he's dead. What now?"

"She becomes Luna until she finds someone she can settle down with."

"Like me?" I ask a little arrogant.

"Oh, hell no. If I have to see you two as the perfect couple again I will lose my freaking mind. Id rather her be mated to my brother."

"Oh, the deceased one you already forgot the part where he sexually assaulted her and marked, while she was mated to you. Then his actual mate nearly killed her when she tried kill him. Then she was in a coma for like.. what couple months?"

"Oh, right, that did happen." He said starting to remember. "Yeah, my family just sucked. Anyway, I'm gonna learn from my dad because it sucks and he's been human all his life." James said getting up and leaving.

The door closed and Estelle shot up. "Wow my life sucks."

"Huh?" I ask.

"Well. I thought you two were kidding. See I had forreal passed out but when I woke I pretended that I was still knocked out because I knew you two would leave some parts out. But I can't believe I did it with James. Why?" She asked. I thought I heard her heart beat quicken I just wasn't sure if she was woke. She has the mind set of a fourteen yearold. She gave a huge sigh and got down. "People are going to think im a whore because im 14 and pregnant. By James Tryton. Ew." She pretended to gagged.

"You're 17 Estelle. James was your mate. Everybody loves you." I explain.

"I was mated to James? My brother? I was mated to my brother? Is that possible? James hates me, he always has and he always will." She explained.

I feel like im babysitting. I know I shouldn't say this because she's the girl of my dreams, but was she really this bland three years ago?

"If James hated you so much, then why would he give the Goddess his wolf to save your life? You were in a coffin because you were dead, and you've died several times before and I thought we were gonna let you stay at peace, but James brought you back, he gave who he was so you could live, again. James is in love with you." I tell her as much as I didn't want.

"But Aaron. Im still in love with you."

James

I walk back down stairs and this whole human thing sucks.

"Dad, can you teach me to be human?" I ask.

"Well for starters you are human, you're just no longer super human." I groan like a five year old child. "You know going up and down those stairs hurt?"

"Yes. I've been human all my life. Its hurts when you run, when you actually get punched. And you know how you cut your hand then you heal in a couple minutes, now you wait a couple weeks." My father explained.

"No wonder why she didn't kill me. She wanted me to suffer." I complained.

"You'll get used to it."

"I will?"

"Probably not."

"Oh great." I say rolling my eyes.

"Now I have to prepare you for the real world."

"And my pack?"

"Its Estelles now and whoever she marry."

"It should be me."

"You shouldn't have kept your kid a secret."

"I thought I was doing the right thing."

"Yeah, and looked how that played out."

Estelle

I don't know if that was the right thing to say, or the wrong. I am. I have no feelings for James. Aaron stood up curiously looked at me.

"Wait a minute." He said in loving husky voice.

"You're mated to James, Estelle, so why aren't you all over him. How come you don't feel anything for him. How are you still inlove with me?" I was starting to get worried he was asking questions I didn't know the answer to. He also had that look on his face that he was getting onto something, which is rare by the way.

He grabbed my hand and took me running down the stairs. I didn't know what he was up to, but I loved the part if him holding my hand.

"James! What exactly did the moon Goddess say to you?" He asks letting go of my hand. I hold my own hand for a minute and admiring the glow I felt on my hand when Aaron was holding it.

"She said-" James was interrupted by a opening door.

It was a really cute guy with brown hair and brown eyes, muscularly handsome with a sweet appearance about him. A little bit familiar. "Aaron who's the cute guy?" I ask twirling on my toes.

"Thats Ethan, your brother."

"I have another brother, my life is weird. Where's dad?" I ask.

"Dead." The Ethan answered pulling out a small wrapped box. "You had the worst birthday I could think of. But I'm going to be heading out for a minute, clear my head a bit before I return and figure things out about the pack. But I thought I should give you your birthday gift before I head out." He said. I can't believe my dad is dead. I didn't get to say goodbye I haven't even seen him in a long time. He didn't say bye to his daughter? Some dad. "Open it." Ethan demanded. "Sorry I'm in a bit of a rush. Danielle has pack members trying to find me. I need to leave ASAP before they track me down and she comes find me and cry again." He said quickly.

"I hate her too, I guess you are my brother after all." I smile.

"She's my mate, Estelle, we're just taking a break because thats really what I need."

"Thats so unfortunately for you." I whimper.

Aaron opened the box slowly looking cautious of what was in it. He opened it and it was a golden watch. Pretty. "Son of a bitch." Aaron cursed with a smirk on his face. "Its my grampas gold watch remember? At one point in time Ethan and I argued because he said he didn't have it, slick bastard." He laughed. "Thank you for returning something that never belonged to you in the first place." Aaron laughed.

"No problem." Ethan chuckled. "Well I gotta leave, so I'll see you around."

Everybody said goodbye to him, and Aaron quickly put the watch on. "He even got it cleaned and worked on." At least he was happy about something.

"Not to interrupt your reunitememt but why did you want to know what the Goddess said?" James asks destroying a good vibe.

"Listen. At seventeen you and Estelle were mates, almost inseparable. But where is the bond? Werewolves can be mated to humans, I mean your dad is proof right now." Aaron said, I still don't know where has going with this. "How come she isn't head over heals? I think the Mood Goddess meant she taking three years of her life, not her memory."

"I still don't understand Aaron."

"Wow the human brain is slow." He sighed. "No offense Tom." He said realizing that Tom was human. "Estelle is fourteen, but she's still in seventeen year old Estelles body. She's actually fourteen, not seventeen. She has to become of age... again."

"Great! Perfect! How could I have not have understood that?" James groaned.

"I told you guys that I am fourteen but y'all kept telling my I was seventeen." I roll my eyes.

"Because you're supposed to be." James said. "I wish I would've just got you stay at peace."

"No!" I yelled grabbing his thick muscular arms. "Thank you. I was dead. I was bored. You brought me back, James. For that I'll never hate you again." I say as I smile as nicely as I can to Tryton.

"Uh, thank you?" He said unsure.

"Take it or leave it." I growl.

"I'll take it. Just don't hurt me, humans are sensitive and easily wounded." He said walking away.

Aaron

I don't know really what to think of this situation. Maybe if she just ended up having amnesia still seventeen and couldn't remember the worst year of her life. That would be fine. But she's pregnant, she's actually fourteen, and im eighteen. If I'm with her its practically illegal, right?

Do I even love her anymore? Not even ten minutes she told me she was still in love with me? I just wish that the Goddess could work some of her juju magic and fix all this the same way she messed it up. Like Estelle is fourteen but she's in seventeen year old Estelles body. Therefore I could still date her, and although im not the biological father to her unborn infant I could be a dad, right?

I've wanted this every since Estelles and I first year anniversary. We practically planned our future together, when we were fifteen we'd walk to the nearest cliff and pray to the Goddess that she make us mates so our lives would plan out perfectly. Then I knew it ended once Taylor's birthday came close I felt it and our future faded slowly. Then Taylor and I tried but literally the only thing that kept us together was the bond. Nothing else, and thats not what either of us wanted.

I remember liking Taylor's smile and the way she'd blink twice before looking at me. How she'd only wear her hair down if we were going to the movies, she'd wear wavy like curls when we went out to eat, if we decides to stay at my place her hair was either in a bun or pony tail. I can tell whether she was really laughing or fake laughing at a joke I would tell, she mainly faked laugh because she didn't have a snort in between. I kind of miss the way she tucked her lips in between her teeth when she wanted to surprise me or if she wanted me to surprise her. I remember how'd she scratch under her left breast with her right hand when she lied. But no matter what, it was always off, when we'd go out to eat there was nothing to talk about, we didn't know anything about eachother and we honestly didn't want to know anything about eachother either. Towards the end we finally agreed that the only thing we had in common was Estelle. Everything was pretty much awkward between us. I wanted to make us work but she kept saying there was no us, so when she rejected me I lied in the dark for a while and sometimes still I do. I just thought the whole story should be told.

I want Estelle to be happy, with me mainly. But at seventeen she had a clear mind set of life. Am I happy she doesn't remember the last year of her life? Yes. Am I happy she's not dead? Hell yes, giving the euogly at the love of my life funeral was like me walking into a vampire manor with the smile of a sly hunter I'd be bound to die. All thats going on, I should be grateful for this, I should be dancing off the walls and yelling from the rooftop screaming how much I love Estelle. Werewolves practically live forever so me waiting three years for a decision, again, shouldn't hurt and in that time I wouldn't mind reliving some of our greatest, goofiest, rebel like dates. Im eighteen and guys are known to never really grow up so what's the hurt in all this, I have a chance to make things better and I will.

I look over at Estelle and she's talking to Chelsy, I'm probably being disrespectful again. I can put up with this I want to. "... look at these, they're huge." she said pushing her breasts together causing me to laugh a little. Its like she's a baby all over again. Will it complicate things? Yes. But Estelle will be worth the struggle. "...how far long am I?" She asks.

"Five months, three week, and two days." I bud in.

They both look at me and I just gave them a friendly smile. "I was a jealous ex. James got everything I ever wanted, so I stayed close behind to make sure he didn't screw up but his siblings didn't get the memo of void Tryton slash what ever James mom last name was. They screwed up everything and you played your part with Victor." I explain to her.

"Who's Victor?" She asks.

I look at Chelsy and she only shrugs. "You know how James and you were mated? Well before you knew you dated his bestfriend,Victor, and although he told you, you, you..." how do I day this to a fourteen yearold, "you did the dirty with him?" my voice got a little high because I didn't know I was supposed to say that.

"I had sex with a guy named Victor?" Or I could've just said that.

"Yup. I don't know what you were thinking but you was a total bitch for that." I explain.

"If I did do that. And I was mated to James, then I actually meant to then played stupid for innocence that i am." She smiles. "I most likely did it to make him mad for all the time his bullied me and put me down." She said walking to the kitchen.

"So you used Victor?"

"Probably, but I don't know much about "the past three years of my life"." She said putting quotes around what we said.

"I forgot how petty you can get."

"Very."

The doorbell rang and Estelle said she'd get it and Chelsy called me over.

"That isn't Estelle. It looks like Estelle, it has her memories it has her thoughts, it has her brain and voice, but it isn't her."

"What makes you think that Miss.West or Mrs.Tryton." I say not knowing what to call her.

"Talk to James, tell him to give you the information for the hidden camera around here to see what really happened and what was really said. It's not Estelle." I nod my head and try to track down where Tom and James went.

Victor

"Goddess it feels good to be in a pack again." Violet attacked my lips rolling me onto my back on our comfortable bed.

"Mm." I hum at the taste of her mouth on mine. "I can get used to this." I smirk, at her overwhelmed smile.

She stopped kissing me and laid her head down on my chest. Not to complain, but the position she was in, it makes me feel like she's being a tease. "I never heard of a Alpha taking a vacation, or time away from the pack without his mate, his Luna infact. Fill, me, in." She demanded.

"I much rather have sex with you. Than talk about the dramatic leaders of our pack." I lean in to give her a kiss but she just stood up and walked into the bathroom leaving me with this stupid look of confusion.

"I mean, it just doesn't make since. Every mate has baggage, what was hers?" I hear her start the faucet and although she's talking to me I can't believe that she avoided a kiss from me.

"If mates have a baggage, then what's yours?" I ask.

"I was a fucking rogue and had a abusive boyfriend who didn't like to be told no." she spit mouthwash into the sink, she put a hand on her hip and looked at me. "What's your baggage babe?"

She looked at me with those curious, beautiful, yet devious eyes. "My- my baggage?" I stutter a bit.

"No, what's Chris Pine's baggage." She said with a boat load of sarcasm. "Yes! Your baggage, Victor?"

Do I have baggage? "I can be a dick." I say not knowing what kind of answer I should give because I'm completetly clueless.

"You and the rest of the guys on earth. Be more specific." She whined.

"I, uh," should I tell her? I should, I just won't say a name. "I fucked my bestfriends mate." By the look in her eyes I could see the curiosity and murder within them. I wish I could rewind the last thirty seconds of my life.

She walked in the bathroom to the point I could no longer see her, but I could hear a tapping sound. "So your just not gonna mention any names?" I walk slowly into the bathroom, and I could hear the slight hums.

"What's the humming about?"I ask trying to change the subject.

"Its something I do to try and keep my mind off of bad things. Im in a pack now, I can't get kicked out because my mate slept with one other girl." She smiles at me through the mirror.

"Well-"

"It was only one girl, right?" She asked raising her eyebrows.

"Well- a guy- werewolves have needs- I- I've been in this pack for a long time now-" I keep trying to find the right way to say this without saying the wrong words at the wrong time.

"How many girls have you slept with in this pack?" She asks.

"Do you really want a answer?" I ask hesitantly and uneasy.

"I do-" Violet was cut off by the door bell.

"I should go get that." I turn around to leave, but I felt Violets hand on the waist line of my jeans from the inside. Next thing I know is that I'm face to face with Violet once again.

"I asked-" someone started ringing the doorbell repeatedly and I could see how annoyed she was getting. "Go get the door." she pouted.

I picked her up and put her on the counter and gave her the most thoughtful kiss could right now, then dashed down the stairs.

Saved by the damn doorbell.

"James?" I ask.

"Yup, in the human flesh." He said welcoming himself inside my home.

"So why are you here?" I ask curiously.

"Just stop by and see how things are with you and your second chanced mate." He eased his way into the kitchen and grabbed a apple from a vase that Violet had placed in the center of the dinning table. "You know fruits always tastes better when they're not mine." He bit into it and started chewing slowly. "This actually pretty good. I guess my wolf just hated fruit maybe because it was a carnivore." He sighed and continued to bite, chew and swallow his green apple until he was at the core of it. "Mm. Sweet." He tossed the apple in the garbage then looked at me. "Wanna hang out?" He asked sitting on the corner of the table.

"No." I answer. "So can you leave now?" I ask as nicely as I could.

"Fine. Im leaving." He was about to leave, but he backtracked a little, stole another apple and started walking away.

I felt something hit the back of my head then I heard James yell score then closed the door.

Kyle

I step out of my bed tripping over something causing me to quickly hit my face on the floor. The silence throb from my awakening was now aching my entire head as I try to figure out what append last night and this morning and why I am suffering from what may be a brain killing hangover.

I look at the clock and I can't believe its late in the afternoon. James was supposed to come over but Im pretty sure he'll stop by later.

"Ow, Kyle, be more careful. Im still sore from last night." I look at the brunette lying on the floor. She smiled at me and winked a little too. "You remember me, right? I know I'll never forget last night." She smiled followed by a yawn and her going back to sleep.

In one blink I see her face from last night and remember her name. "Ah, Camille." I say surprised I remembered too.

"Oh so you do remember." She giggled. I thought she was sleep. But guess not.

I use the wall to help me get up and notice theres another girl laying across the foot of my bed all I could tell is she's wearing lipstick and has black hair. I walk closer get a better look of her face. Francine. How could I forget she was wild. "Ah, Francine." I smirked as I whispered her name quietly to myself.

"Told you I could make your night babe." She opened her eyes and smiled. I felt it. Instantly. "You remember me now?" She smiled sitting up. I couldn't help myself. I had no selfcontrol.

I held her body close to mine with only my boxers keeping us apart. "Mine!" I growled.

"Wait... Kyle. I don't like... to be tied down." Francine moaned trying her hardest to show me she didn't want me.

"And I don't like sleeping with the same girl three times." I can feel her heavy breaths on the back of my neck.

***

"God you're a wild one." Francine says as she explores my- fixing to be our, home.

"You think so?" I ask opening a can of Bud Light.

"Don't get cocky. This is my birthday weekend I have to go back home." I don't like the sound of that.

"You know I think your British accent is flawless and sexy." I say changing the subject.

"I would hope so. I am from England. My father is Beta Francis of the Slatherive Pack." Well... I can cross sleeping with a girl from England off my bucket list.

"Wait. You live in England. As in not in America?" I ask.

"Yes. Did you not excel in geography?"

"I didn't excel in anything that ended with "ology" "graphy" or anything with words and numbers."

"My father was right. Americans are idiots. He doesn't like Americans you know. He almost didn't let me come."

"Whys that?"

"Because America is a bad influence on the world and he didn't want Camille and me to catch on to your bad habits. I leave tomorrow. I'll wake Camille , and we will leave."

"If you're my mate then why'd you suggest we have a threesome with I'm assuming your bestfriemd." I ask.

"I don't know. We heard Americans do crazy things like that. We tried it."

"But I'm your mate. You were crying my name like a minute ago."

"I told you you were wild." She smiled.

"Then- Why would you leave?"

"Because my father would never approve of me being mated to an American. He'd be disappointed."

"Wait did you say you're part of the Slatherive pack? Thats like the fourth biggest pack in England."

"Second." she corrected me. "We're working our way to the top. Which mean he'll destroy your little pack with a blink of an eye."

I've wanted a mate. I have a mate. The one fear I had was finding her and not being good enough for her... and that fear has come true.

"Francine... what if you told your father you wanted to stay?"

"My father doesn't care about what I want. Does your father let you do what you want?"She asks a little curious.

"Well. He's dead so... he doesn't real get a say in anything really."

"Well, Kyle, that's unfortunate. But to follow along with the unfortunate line of sad tales, I told you my father and our pack are climbing to the top to be the largest pack in England, but to do so I must marry the beta of another pack, The Riversteep pack, they're the sixth largest but we will take what we can get." She smiles at me, and looked behind me. I turn around noticing her loungy disabled friend wobble out of my room.

I walk over to help her stand. Her small hand on my shoulder. Her brown hair matching her brown eyes. Her smile loving yet fragile. I feel a slight touch on my neck, realizing it was Camille's left hand cupping my jaw line, with her index finger slightly touching my earlobe. I feel her stiffen as I place her gently against the wall, our lips only a breath apart. I want to kiss her, but I can feel my mates eyes burning on my back where Camille hand is, pushing me against her. I slide my hand down her back slowly reaching for her thigh as I pull her leg up on my hip. Francine, still silent. I gently squeeze causing Camille to close the small gap that kept our lips apart. My hand that was once on the wall to keep us up right was now holding Camille up on my waist while she intentionally wrapped her legs around me. I feel her arms crossed behind my neck traping me in this kiss. I would take her to my room, but I want Francine to see that this could be her, not her best friend. Is this a fucked up thing for me to do? Yes, but I'm Kyle its not the first time I've done this and it probably will be the last depending on how this little project ends.

I can feel Francine's eyes traveling all across my back, and I can smell the need radiating off of her. She wants me, but she doesn't want me at the same time. I can actually actually hear her heart racing from anger and want, which for me is a great combination.

I break away from Camille to let her take a breath, her rapid breathing is telling me she really needed that break. I looked at her as she looked at me and she does that sexy lip bite thing then walks away.

Being satisfied with the process of my project and temptation of a jealous reaction I have a smirk of my own on my face. I turn around and I see that Francine is not even a inch away from me. I look at her and smirk. "That could be you. Every morning. Every hour of every afternoon. Every evening, and every night." I walked right passed her not acknowledging her silent command to take her right here right now. I can tell that really pisses her off. I open the fridge and grab the gallon if orange juice, not bothering to get a cup. "So, Camille, when are y'all leaving? I have company in a few." I tell her

"Take me back to your room, and I can tell you after." She winked at me, and I returned one to her.

"We'll be leaving soon." I slowly turn around to see a very jealous, pissed Francine. "American boys are so childish." She complained.

I look at Camille and once again she did the sexy lip bite thing. "They make England guys seem boring." She walked over to me. "I'll get the orange juice off your lips for you." Another kiss took place, but this time I put her on the counter and kiss the hell out of Camille. All I want is a reaction from Francine and I could do this all day I just rather be doing it with her all year instead it would be healthy for the both of us, but her father is the only thing in our way. That and she lives in England.

I break the kiss walk to the refrigerator leaving a an odd look on Camilles face. I find a beer and pop top on the counter and stare at my mate, Francine, she had this wild look in her eyes wild and entertained.

"Do you know why Camille and I don't mind having threesomes with random guys. Camille isn't just my bestfriend, she's my girlfriend." Francine said biting her lip walking walking over to Camille. She pulled her hair then placed her mouth on hers. Usually girl on girl action would turn me on but right now I'm pissed. "Camille is bi and I thought I was gay." she looked me up and down her gaze falling lower and lower making me eager for her. I couldn't take her slow stealthy walk. I took one large step forward and grabbed her by lifting her up. She looked quickly at the door. "Someone's here."

She hopped down and ran to the door. Francine opened the door and there stood my now human friend James.

"Hey bud- you look busy." he said coming in anyway.

"I was. All last night and most of this morning." I smirk. "Francine Camille, my best bud James. James meet my mate Francine and her girlfriend Camille."

"Dude. You're living life. I'll leave it to you." He said turning around.

"Wait! No!" Camille got up and ran to James. She kissed him and pushed him out the door. Confused, but whatever.

Erik (Erik was only mentioned once or twice in the very beginning of the book so if you don't remember him its fine)

"One more." I look at my two year old son Harriet.

"No, Harry, go to bed." I turn off the bug light in his room, and turn on his Thomas the Train night late. "Sweet dreams bud." I tuck the blanket into his side like his mother used to, then moved his hair off his forehead and gave him a small kiss, before leaving the room.

Now I have to go check one six month old daughter, Nikita. Named after her mothers favorite TV show because she was persevered, courageous, persistent, and even after everything she's been through she still found love and happiness. Not in the way I wish for my daughter but yea.

Nikita lives in my room. I can't bare being far from her. She's defenseless, and she's sick can barely cry for food or a diaper change.

I walk out of Harriet's room, and the atmosphere changes. A scent that is filled with, beer, dirt, sweat, ignorance, and... axe cologne? I follow the scent to my room, the door left ajar, it doesn't creek so I walk in noticing the height of the guy, the way he stands. James.

I think of what I'm going to do carefully because I can see he's carrying Nikita, hitting a huge nerve in body.

I put him in a headlock, not yet choking him him. "Put her down." I growl. He slowly put her down. Once she was laid down next to her little lamp, I start to choke him, kicking him down to one knee, skipping the faze of turning his face red and shot straight to purple, debating whether I should end him, or leave this as warning. But I punk out, throwing him on the floor near the wall. "James, I swear to the Goddess if you do that again I'm going to kill you."

He was gasping loudly waiting for his throat to regain its shape again so he can take in enough oxygen. I start to stroke the small hairs on my daughters head. "You... Knew it... was... me? And you almost killed me?" He asked breathing heavily.

"I wouldn't care if you were my brother." I growl at him.

"Speaking of your brother how is Isaac?" He asks, I guess he's trying to make conversation.

"We don't talk anymore." I say sitting in the recliner next to the crib.

"How come? Y'all used to be inseparable."

"He heard Nikita crying and took it upon himself to try and hold her. I took her from him and threw out the window."

"I don't wanna ask, so what kept you from killing me, if you nearly killed your brother." I ask.

"You used to be one of us, you gave away your wolf to save the life of a woman who didn't love you and was already dead, now you're human and I pity you. So I leave you with a warning." I growl.

"What happened to you Erik?" I can hear the sympathy in his voice, unlocking the aggravation.

"James. My life has been hell. But it hasn't been as popular as your life. Someone can become a millionaire from making a movie from your life. No one gives a rats ass about mine. So get the hell out."

"No. Obviously you've been through hell and back. It hurts like a bitch more day by day when you don't have someone to talk to. I had Estelle, but you don't have Iris. I'm going to be the next best thing and you're going to talk to me. Unless you want to go see a therapist and them eat them when they ask the right questions. So, Erik, be a good dog and speak."

I couldn't help but laugh at the last part, and once I started to tell the story I couldn't stop and I hate to admit, it does feel good to talk to someone."

Estelle

..."I guessing you did what you did to serve a good purpose right?" I look at the silver silhouette of the Goddess.

"A lesson had to be learned here, not for James, Danielle, Aaron, or Ethan, but for you. I'm giving you your three years back to you. But DONT play any games. You need to get rid of your childish ways. You need to let Aaron go, I've destined him to be with Taylor and I found a way for that, you need to step AWAY! I will bring Ethan back to Danielle. You're destined to be with James whether you want to or not." I want Aaron, I've always wanted Aaron, we always wanted each other. But now there's no way in heaven or hell.

"Yes Goddess. I will step away from Aaron and I will walk in the direction of James. Human or not I am having his baby." I look at her. The meaning in all of this. How the destiny of things work, and how one person unravel a whole sculpture made for the universe and its repetitive me line.

"When you wake, you will remember this and you will have memory of the last three years of your life. You will right the wrongs you have written. And in time James will have his wolf again, I promise, but for the time being you will watch over him and your daughter as you become Luna of the Illuminati pack. This will be the last I save you from death, don't disappoint me. Now that you know about Little J you will acknowledge him as your son although he's Danielle's and James." I look at her and with a small gust of wind the clouds take her away.

***

I wake to someone holding my hand, seeing its Aaron I slowly take my hand away earning curious look. Turning over seeing my best friend. Then it hits me. "I'm seventeen again." I whisper. Waking Taylor and alerting Aaron.

"Hmm?" Aaron hums.

"I'm 17 again in not 14 anymore. I am still pregnant and I have so many things to fix."

"So you have your memory of the passed three years and everything?" He asked kind of disappointed.

"Yea.." I looked from Aaron to Taylor. "The Goddess makes no mistake, you two are mates because Taylor you are strong, bull headed and uptight a lot, you rarely just calm down and relaxed so you need someone like Aaron to make you to learn how to chill to smile and relax." She didn't look at me, she didn't look Aaron either. "Aaron I know you're telling yourself that you're in love with me, but be real. Ever since you found out Taylor was your mate your heart belonged to her, maybe not your mind but your heart does. You don't notice but you look at her all the time, but it's like you're afraid to touch her or even talk to her." He looked away from me. "Taylor, I know you, you're my bestest friend the whole entire world, and don't for a second think that you're hurting me or betraying me by being with him, because you're making me happy for you."

I grab her hand and smile at her, then I grab Aaron's hand and smile at him. I slowly climb out of the bed still holding their hands. As the three of us stood, I connected their hands together, and the same with the other two. For the first time in what may have seemed like forever they looked each other in the eyes and I instantly knew I no longer existed, in a good way. Aaron held her hands tighter and pulled her into a kiss, then went into a hug and they slowly rocked side to side.

I walked down the stairs holding my stomach and rubbing it slightly as I think of the baby inside. I know I did the right thing, and I know I'm doing the right thing, but I just need to find James.

James

I break the kiss with the random girl and get from on top of her and off the couch. Whipping my mouth, and rid of hers. I feel a familiar feeling rushing through my body, a feeling I thought I wouldn't feel ever again, my wolf. My heart starts racing as I get used to the adrenaline and try to control it once again.

... if I'm back.. ESTELLE!

I run out of the house, and I'm not tired. I feel really sorry for humans.

***

At the door I hope she's inside. I open the door and she standing at the bottom of the stairs rubbing her stomach.

"Estelle." She looked up at me and smiled, I didn't expect her to smile but she did.

I go in for a hug as I start walking towards her and her arms opened.

Holding her in my arms again I feel so much more alive. "I'm so sorry I killed you." I said followed by a small laugh.

"Yea don't do it again, because I won't be coming back." She said and I laugh again. "I'm serious, the Goddess said so." She was serious and I stopped smiling but hugged her once more.

"So you're not mad at me anymore?"

"When everything is all right, and the plans is how the Goddess wants them, I want to meet Little J." I can feel myself smile.

"But you didn't answer my question."

She smiled and pecked my lips. "Does that answer your question?"

I bit my upper and bottom lip. "I don't know, I think you should do it again." She smiled, and she kissed me again, this time longer and she pulled me closer. She pulled away and smiled showing her beautiful teeth. "Again?" I ask. She smiled and got out of my arms.

"..crap." I heard her whisper.

"What's up?" I ask.

"We need to find Ethan. I think I know where he could be, but I'm not completely sure."

"Then I'm going with you."

"Ok I guess." She said with a fake pout.

We ended up somewhere, a pretty dark forest full of secrets and maybe even death.

"Ethan took me here when I asked him to show me where him and my dad used to hide. It's the only place I can think of."

Opening the door, I could smell Ethan, if he's not here then he was and he'd have to return.

"You've got to be shitting me." Ethan growled, Estelle only gave a half smile. "If you're here to tell me to go back to her then you need to get out." He said not turning around.

Estelle grabbed my hand and pulled me into a hug, her arms around my waist and I put one arm around her. "I forgave James." She says. "Because I love him," I look at her but she doesn't look at me, "I'm gonna have his baby because I want to, I'm going to marry him because I can't live without him," I feel like this will be a very inappropriate time to cry, "you're not obligated to be with a mate that's why rejection is an option.. but like me you didn't reject.. I died but that's different." She said smiling. "But you didn't reject her because you don't want to, now if anything was to happen to her you being apart from at this moment will be the reason you hate yourself, but you can not worry about that and be a Alpha." He looked at her and at me, then her arms around me.

"What about the kid? We ignore it? Because as a mate I can't forget about someone she cares about."

She looked down at the ground. "The four of us will talk about it, because we know that he can't stay with the humans that adopted him because of what he is."

Ethan looked at us once more and lead us out of the camouflaged place, and walked to the car. I still hold onto Estelle because the place made me feel uneasy. Then I stopped us from walking. She looked up at me. "I love you too, Estelle." I smiled at her, and pecked my lips before we started walking again.

We arrived at the pack house where most everyone still lives, where we knew we'd find Danielle. We did, her cries from the upstairs temporary Alpha bedroom gave her away. You can see the immediate hurt that Ethan felt when he heard her sobs, but she soon stopped and we all knew she knew he was here.

She saw him and he placed his hands in his pockets, I know he felt like an idiot because I did. She didn't know if she wanted to move or just stay where she was, she sense the regret but not the forgiveness. Ethan walked slowly over to her and gave her a hug, with a deep breath he also took in her scent and kissed her head.

As I look down at Estelle she was smiling, I guess she felt me staring and looked up. "I think I'm done." She says.

"You're done?" I ask.

"There were a lot things broken James, and the Goddess asked — told me to fix it, and now I think I'm done."

I kiss her head. I guess it is done.

** 15 Y E A R S L A T E R **

"Tomorrow's the big day." I tell Justin, Justin is James Junior, but he refused to have the same name as me claiming it was weird when he was eight. So we legally changed it to Justin. Amongst other changes we changed the pack name of Midnight Lake.

"Dad, it's not that big of a deal, I'm just turning 17 not getting married." He said putting his shoes on.

"Yea but this is the first step-."

"Yea I know, because I can find my mate and get married and have a family, you told me everyday this month." I lean against the wall and smile because I did.

"I'm not happy for you to be happy, I'm happy because if you find your mate, the day you and your mate get back from your honey moon me and Estelle can finally retire."

He scoffed and look at me. "Ok dad."

"I'm serious, at first being an Alpha is fun, then it's gets hard and boring, so I'm ready to leave you in charge of your little sister and brothers and take your mom to Hawaii or some nice expensive place." He laughs at me and stands up.

"Do I look nice dad?"

"You look like me, of course you look nice."  We both laughed leaving his room.

"Is Danielle and Uncle Ethan going to be at the party?" He asks.

"They wouldn't miss it for the world."

Walking down the hall was silent, I know what he's thinking, but I know he'll be fine.

"Dad," He says stopping at the stair rail, "what about my nightmares I've been having. If they're true like yours and moms research says it is then-."

"Justin," I say seriously. "Don't worry about it. Just have fun tonight."

"But dad-."

"Have. Fun. Tonight." I tell him, I can tell he wanted to say something but didn't, then he continued to walk down the stairs.

Please Goddess don't let his dream become reality.

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A/N:

So the more I added to this epilogue the more I thought about writing a series to it😬 I can't promise that it'll be great but I can say that I won't have as many mistakes that this book has but if you're interested in  reading the sequel the title is "An Alphas Dream".