Authors: Christin Lovell
I nearly delivered Bellah in the car out of sheer panic. - If anything, Ellie’s driving had only worsened with time. – But, with Christmas music playing softly in the background just after the stroke of midnight, Isabellah May arrived into this world screaming her Ellie sized lungs out. There wasn’t a dry eye in the room as her proud uncle, the newest resident of Snowy Mountain, her grandpas and overzealous grandma rushed in to meet her.
I lay back in the bed, exhausted, yet completely content to watch them all fight over her. I knew I would get my time with her.
Jerry brushed his fingers gingerly over her head full of dark hair. He kissed her head for the hundredth time in the last five minutes.
“
Stop hogging her, Jer.” Ellie nudged the new dad.
“
I made her,” he pompously declared.
“
You did the easy part,” Maggie harrumphed. “Poor Kate did all the hard work.” She stuck her nose up in the air. “Men. They’re always quick to take the credit.”
I watched them swarm Jerry, their eyes wide and hands eager to touch the little bundle.
“
You’ll have her the next eighteen years, son. Share her while she can’t talk back.”
Billy laughed, breaking the circle to come to my bedside. “She’s beautiful.” He kissed my head. “Guess I can’t call you baby girl anymore.”
“
I think you should save that endearment for your little girl.”
His smile faded. “Not happening.”
“
I’m gonna laugh my butt off when the right girl wears you down.”
“
When the right girl comes, you’ll give her your sperm happily,” Jerry said. He’d passed Bellah to Ellie, who was shamelessly cooing at her. It was obviously she was already in love with her new daughter.
Jerry carefully slid me over and climbed into bed beside me, pulling me into him.
Billy mulled over Jerry’s words. “As long as it’s not a girl
and
a guy, I guess.”
“
Hey.” I slapped his flat stomach with the back of my hand.
He laughed. “I’m happy that you’re happy, but this little arrangement you have isn’t for everyone.”
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What isn’t for everyone?” Ellie asked. A glance showed Maggie admiring Bellah in her arms as she stood between Paul and Edward.
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Our torrid love triangle,” I said.
Ellie grinned deviously as she climbed up me, careful not to touch my body. She kissed me, passing her tongue over my lips. She cast her gaze at Billy, still hovering near my lips. “Damn right it’s torrid.”
Billy’s lips curled in disgust. “Have some decency, woman. That’s my sister.”
Ellie shrugged as she sat atop Jerry’s left thigh. She gathered my hand in hers. “I can’t help it that you’ve got a hot sister.”
Billy stared deadpanned at her. “I’m going to go wrangle my niece from the seniors.”
“
Good luck,” Ellie beamed.
I settled against each of them.
Ellie brushed her thumb over the back of my hand. “How are you feeling?”
I gave her a weary smile, gently squeezing her hand. “Okay. A little tired.”
She nodded. I could tell she wanted to say something, but didn’t know what to say, which was a first for her. Ellie was…incredible. She ignited my spirit. She drove me, dared me, to do things I never would have before. To this day, she was the only woman who ever turned my head and captured my interest.
Jerry kissed my shoulder. “I’m so proud of you. You were amazing, like always.” He drew his fingertips in a soothing motion up and down my right arm. “I love you, sweetie.”
I leaned my head to the side, staring up at him. “I love you too.”
He captured my lips, gently assuring me of his feelings. I already knew though, every day of my life.
“
Hey, hey. You two may have made Bellah, but I was the one who spiced up the baby making.”
We broke away in quiet laughter.
“
That I’ll give you,” Jerry conceded.
I lowered my lashes, turning my attention to her. “I love what we have in the bedroom.”
“
Finally a little credit.” She tugged on my hand, grinning from ear to ear. “You were great today, babe. Very impressive. I would have wimped out after the first contraction.”
I beamed. “Thanks, I think.” My brows dipped inwards as I continued to gaze her way.
She pressed her lips to mine. “That was definitely a compliment, sweet cheeks. And don’t worry, my tongue will happily get you through the next six weeks.” She nibbled my lips playfully.
Jerry stiffened. The way he mashed his lips together, I could tell he was holding back a groan.
“
Ellie May! There are some things your mother just should not know.”
Ellie laughed, not fazed in the least. “I love you, Kate.” She stared directly into my eyes, ensuring I knew it.
“
I love you too, Ellie.”
She sat back on Jerry since the bed wasn’t large enough for all three of us.
My heart warmed at the scene before me. I’d gone from a lonely, scared and self-conscious woman to one who was protected, one who spent her days and nights loving, laughing and drowning in unabashed pleasure.
When I’d met Jerry and Ellie, I hadn’t known a single moment of happiness. Now, not a single day went by without a smile lighting my heart. It didn’t matter that they were werewolves and I wasn’t, it didn’t matter that Ellie and I were both women; all that mattered was that we loved each other, and that we used that love to enhance each of our lives. For we weren’t created to settle for misery; we were made to love and be loved.
I loved Jerry and Ellie, and they loved me.
There is no such thing as a perfect parent, or parents. We weren’t conventional, but we had an abundance of what every child wants and deserves: love.
Children don’t care if you’re gay, straight or part of a permanent ménage; they don’t care if one is human and the others not. They only want to be loved, and Isabellah May, Jeremiah Junior and Fiona Margaret grew up being showered with love as we created many happy memories together. It didn’t matter that we broke molds, it only mattered that we all lived happily every after, as everyone deserves to.
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SNOWY MOUNTAIN GAZETTE
Were news, weather and tips are applicable.
Fifteen Tips for Every Human Mated to a Were, or Weres:
The things I’ve learned along the way
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Written by Kate Weston-Hart
Nothing gets past them. It’s all those enhanced senses!
Kiss privacy goodbye when they’re around. Again, nothing gets past them.
Do
not
forget that they have enhanced senses. They can hear that erotic audio book you’re listening to with your headphones.
Be sure to schedule at least one day off when they’ll be working. Ladies especially, you will need this time to groom. If you miss one hair, they will see and feel it.
If you’re regular, regularly send your were to work earlier than you. There is nothing more embarrassing than letting them hear and/or smell your bathroom business.
If a food makes your tummy rumble and grumble, be sure to notate it and avoid it in the future. If your flatulence smell fouls to you, it probably burns your mate’s nostrils. This is a courtesy to all really.
You cannot “fake it” with a were. Do not even try. Trust me.
Buy Arneca gel by the case. They often like it rough. Their teeth are their third hand. Don’t make him or her feel bad; make them rub you up and down with this miracle lotion.
Note:
There is a difference between rough pleasure and domestic violence. Discuss limits openly with your mate. They don’t want to hurt you as much as you don’t want to be hurt, unless you’re into that kind of kink of course.
You are mated to both (wo)man and wolf. Scheduling play dates with your wolf keep their mood swings to a minimum. (Love you, El!)
Triple all recipes. Weres have an insatiable appetite and a metabolism Hollywood starlets would kill for.
There are only leftovers if your mate didn’t fully enjoy what you cooked, no matter what lies they try to tell to the contrary.
Scout all vacation destinations. Your wolf will need the freedom to stretch his or her legs too. And, no, they cannot pass as a pet, nor should you ever attempt to leash them, unless you and your mate enjoy this sort of kink.
This shouldn’t need stating, but just in case: NEVER feed your wolf dog food. This is
the
fastest way to offend, piss off and run off (temporarily) your mate. Know that they will probably leave you a nice mess to clean consisting of broken dishes, dog food, and – depending on his or her level of disdain – a bowl movement on the floor, irrationally proving your point and theirs simultaneously.
Never chase your mate. Their reaction is instinctual and they can’t immediately turn off. Chasing will invoke the predator in them, and swiftly turn you into their play toy, at best, and prey, at worst.
You will never be able to keep up with them, so stop trying. They love you for who you are, which happens to be a slow human. Do within your means and limits and let your wolf do the rest. I assure they won’t resent you for it.
Final Note: The same as no two humans are exactly alike, neither are two weres. Whether you are mated to an alpha, beta, or rogue, you should love them for who they are, not who you wish they were. Both sides make sacrifices and compromises to make a blended union work. Like every relationship, mating takes effort, dedication, and, most important, trust. Trust your mate. They can’t divorce you. I guarantee they will do anything to strengthen their bond with you, if you will be open, honest and accepting. Their love, loyalty and companionship far exceed any you’ve ever known, or will ever know, and they deserve your best in return.
Best of luck to you and yours! XOXO, Kate
Kate Weston-Hart is mated to local alpha Jeremiah Weston and local beta Ellie Hart. Prior to working for the Snowy Mountain Gazette, she slaved in the hot sun week after week to compile research articles for a Miami newspaper. She brings over five years of journalism experience to weres and humans every week.
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