*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh's POV*
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I smelled something funny from the thing that my cousin gave to Pryce. Mmm, it’s a familiar annoying scented paper. I hate it.
"What's this? A wedding invitation? Oh, okay. Alpha Harish Doyle is getting married to his human mate, Eimear Walsh. Of course, we're coming. Right, Blair? Ireland this time… this coming Tuesday." My mate read the letter, card, whatever it is, and I felt no more excitement that we are going for another wedding of whoever Alpha it is of which pack in the world. It is absolutely the hundredth wedding of Alpha werewolves that we will attend and my mate to preside over. I just kind of am not really fond of staying up until the date on the calendar changes worldwide every damn full moon for a wedding, weddings, and at the same time, it’s the monthly Hunt at the Main Camp. That’s about forty-eight hours of no sleep. I'm not a night freak, but I am willing and honored to stay up as long as forever for my Queen.
“Your fridge is empty. Do you know that? What are we supposed to cook? Ice? The cat?” Sander let out after she opened every refrigerator compartment, and she looked at us while her left arm was on her waist.
“Uh… We are supposed to go to the supermarket later this afternoon and prepare dinner. The three human godmothers of the twins are going to come over later. I mean… we are gonna fetch them in Paris from their excursion.” I answered and went to open the cupboard to get some items we could cook for lunch.
“Ooh, the grannies! Nice! Why am I not invited?” She uttered and asked, and I just wiggled my eyebrows in response to mess up with her.
“That is so rude of you!” Sander remarked and crossed her arms on her chest.
“Oh, trust me, Cassie, it’s not that. We know you always come over every weekend, so yeah, we didn’t tell you because you would still be here by then. Marvy and Leandrea did mention that if your family can come, you all should. They missed AC, Carson, and Ali.” Pryce explained to her best friend, who made an oh face in the realization that she is always here to spend time with the kids every weekend.
We are going to have a small chit-chat about lots of stuff. It’s the best thing we do every once in a while, except… our human friends don't bring their families with them here and meet us. It’s for everyone's safety, though.
“Oh, yeah, right. Of course! Now, let me cook… What's that, Blairie? Pasta? Nice! You both better continue with your fishing date so we can have at least something else other than spaghetti for lunch. I know you are vegan, Blairie, but the kids need food. And... No powers, still, remember? Good luck! And no smooching. I’m watching you.” The witch chef doctor commanded us, and she called out to her nephews, “Boys! Come here! You both help me cook here or no bonus meatballs for you!”
I looked at my mate, and she took our fishing stuff off the kitchen table, and then I followed her outside to the lake.
Well, honestly, kissing is so much better than fishing. Folded into a thousand times. Yes? Of course!
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I placed my fishing rod beside me on the dock to check on my phone as it had vibrated in my sweatpants' left pocket.
“Hey, Cupcake, look at this. Dad texted me that he wants the boys to visit him tomorrow at the castle.” I told Pryce when I read the message I received from my father.
“Okay. Let’s---” She replied, but I cut her off when I noticed another message that I had received from my father’s number.
“No. It was Mom who texted me. For sure, they are going to spoil them with magic there. Flying, teleporting, and anything else they can think of. You know what, I don’t know why they didn’t conceive another child. I mean, they still can, right? So that their attention wouldn’t be all on us and the twins.” I sighed and voiced out since I had been thinking about my parents’ choice of lifestyle.
Those two seem like living like young lovers even though they are centuries old and have been married for so long now. Not that I am against their preferences, but I just want them to experience having a child to raise on their own. I mean, it wasn’t really them who raised me since I was a baby, and I want them to feel what I felt with my kids. It’s actually amazing, tiring, irritating at some point, and fulfilling. And it seems to make you feel more complete.
“Yeah, I have thought about it, too, Blair. I believe they can. So you want a sibling? What? A baby brother or a sister?” Pryce agreed and asked me a quite tricky but easy question.
What do I want?
“Any will do. Many will do, also.” I replied, and we both cracked out laughing.
“Yeah, indeed! The more, the merrier.” My mate remarked, and I couldn’t agree more.
“Of course! So… what about us? Do you… want another one? A baby girl this time. What do you think, Sweetheart? I know you want to.” I asked her while smiling brightly, making her cheeks flush in an instant, and she smacked my left shoulder a bit so hard that I almost fell on the water.
“Oh, shut up, Blair! I need to think about it first.” She chuckled, but I can strongly feel that she’s super okay with it. Excited, to be exact. We never talked about this matter, but I have been thinking about it for a while now.
“Oh, no. There is no need to think about it, Babe. The boys are already ten. I’m sure they can help take care of our little princess.” I insisted and saw a sweet smile crept on her pretty face, and what she said next made me feel more than happy. “You mean… Princesses?”
“Damn! You want us to get pregnant together again. Okay. Why not? The more, the merrier it is! But, you should bear the older one this time, alright?” I agreed and smiled when she pulled me into a warm hug after kissing me on the forehead.
Twins again? And girls? That would be so fantastic!
“Mmhm. No problem. Thank you, Blair. I love you. So so so much, My Love.” She whispered, and I nodded my head lightly and told her what I was feeling, “I love you, too, Pryce. You have no idea how happy I am right now.”
I broke off from the gesture and pulled her closer to me for a passionate kiss. Oh, I have been waiting for this for so damn long.
I just feel so much happiness, and I am sharing it with her now and all through my time here on Earth. I am more than grateful to be her other half, and she will forever be the queen of my life. Wherever she goes, I go. And whatever she does, I will always be by her side.
We are meant to rule together, and we are doing our best to be the best leaders our people will have.
In this era, there's pure peace... world peace among the different supernatural races since our family reigns three of the most dominant ones-- the Werewolves, the Northern Witches, and the Vampires.
I, Blair Claudette Kendall Cavanaugh-Sperova… oh, I know it's such a very long name, and I wouldn't give a fudge to write it all on a piece of paper. Then add up Winsley on my legal married name, and damn, this is already intense madness. However, I love it more than anything. But not as much as I love my Pryce.
This woman is my everything, and together with our two wonderful and adorable sons, Preston and Bradley, who we can't have if not because of the enormous help of two fantastic witch doctors, my Aunt Alexandra C. Williams and my dear cousin, Cassandra Williams-Smith. And we are planning to have more children. I’m super duper excited about it now.
Well, I only want to say that I am more than grateful that in this life of mine… I found myself and my parents; I earned lots of human and supernatural friends; and more significantly, I met Pryce, my true love and my mate, and we finally had a family of our own.
I am a daughter, a princess, a friend, a niece, a cousin, a lover, a wife, and a mother. I am happy to be me. And I couldn't ask for anything else better because I already have the best life. This life.
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THE END.