Chapter 3

Six years ago, the moon goddess blessed me with twins, a son and a daughter, Wyatt and Lori. With them in my life, I had found my whole world. To raise them and provide them with a bright future, I began working and decided to pursue my dream. With a three-month belly, I left America and came to Britain, where I continued my studies and worked towards my dream of fashion design. During these years, I had been living among humans, with no contact with the werewolf world. I blended in seamlessly with the human population and focused on raising my children. However, my children were werewolves, and not just any werewolves; they were Alphas, which posed its own unique set of challenges. Taking a deep breath, I left my room to find my two children sitting at the dining table, enjoying cupcakes. Seeing them like that melted my heart. “Mommy!” As soon as they spotted me, they both jumped down from their chairs and raced to hug my legs. “Are you done with your work finally?” They chirped in their cute, childish voices. “Yes, and now I’m free until this weekend.” I knelt in front of them, kissing their cheeks. “Yay!” Lori hugged me tightly. “Mommy, you had promised that we would be good until you finished your work and then you’d take us for ice cream, right?” She reminded me with excitement. “Yes, but…” I paused and narrowed my eyes at them. It has only been one hour since you two went to the kindergarten, and you came back? I couldn’t pick up your teacher’s call earlier. So you tell me, what trouble have you two caused this time?” I crossed my arms over my chest and looked at Wyatt suspiciously, especially. “I did nothing. Wyatt pouted. “The teacher just gave us this note to give you and told us to go home. We followed her instructions.” He explained, and Lori nodded in agreement. Frowning, I took the letter from Wyatt’s hand, stood up, and looked suspiciously between the two of them while opening the letter. Their cuteness and innocent eyes might have fooled others, but I knew their mischievousness could challenge anyone. Shaking my head slightly, I began to read the letter. “Miss Willow, this is a letter to inform you that you do not need to send Wyatt and Lori to the kindergarten. In the past five days since they started attending, three teachers have resigned from their positions. I’m afraid we are not equipped to handle your children. Teachers left their jobs.” I gasped and looked at Wyatt and Lori. “What exactly happened? Lori, you did not pull pranks on teachers, right?” I inquired. “Mommy, my brother and I didn’t do anything this time.” Lori blinked her big, innocent blue eyes. “It’s just that the teacher was stupid!” Stupid? I was speechless. Lori explained the whole incident to me. “Today, some boys in the class were challenging my brother to a race. Brother didn’t want to participate in those childish things and wanted to read a book. But then the gym teacher, who favored some students, provoked him by saying that he was afraid of the race because he knew he couldn’t win. Brother didn’t rise to his provocation, remembering your words about not causing trouble, but the gym teacher took his silence as a challenge to his ego. He forced him to participate in the race. The gym teacher had also said some ugly things about bullying. So, my brother challenged the gym teacher to a race, with a condition that if the teacher lost, he would have to apologize to him and our mommy. In the end, not only did the gym teacher lose the race, but he also lost his dignity in front of the entire school and the other teachers. He became a laughingstock and resigned from his job in humiliation.” Bullying, brother, which provoked my brother. Finally fed up with the constant taunts, he decided to stand up for himself in a way I hadn’t expected. I listened to Lori’s explanation with a mix of pride and concern, my children’s boldness and resourcefulness leaving me both impressed and worried. “Lori, I’m proud of him for standing up for himself,” I said slowly, “but I’m also worried about the consequences. He shouldn’t have to feel like he has to challenge authority to be heard.” Lori nodded, understanding the complexity of the situation. “Yeah, but sometimes you have to show people that you’re not afraid. He did what he felt was right.” I sighed, knowing we would need to have a serious talk about how to handle conflicts in the future, but for now, I couldn’t help but feel a flicker of admiration for my brother's courage. I sighed deeply. It was the third kindergarten I had to change in the last five months due to similar incidents happening each time. In reality. Wyatt and Lori had inherited the Alpha bloodline from Reuben, which set them apart from normal children their age. Lori’s intellect was far sharper than that of typical kids her age, which had created tension and insecurity among their previous kindergarten teachers. Usually, werewolf children begin developing their abilities. Around the ages of eight to ten, but in the case of my twins, they had started. They manifest their gifts much earlier, at around four to five years old. They were stronger and more astute than other children their age or even some adults. In the race, Wyatt had outpaced the gym teacher, even though he was only five and had yet to get his wolf. “Mommy, are you angry with us?” Lori asked and bit her lip lightly as she looked like a little snowy bunny. “No, mommy can never be angry with her babies.” I reassured them, offering a loving smile and rubbing both of their heads. It wasn’t their fault that they were different from others; in fact, it was a blessing, a gift from the goddess. “We’ll find a new kindergarten. For both of you. But for now, let’s go get some ice cream!” I grinned, trying to brighten their spirits. “Yay!” Wyatt and Lori jumped up and down in excitement. I couldn’t help but chuckle at my babies’ smiling faces. Wyatt began telling me what flavor he wanted, and I nodded, listening to his cute, childish voice. He had forest green eyes just like Reuben, inheriting his father’s handsomeness and sharp features. He was like a miniature version of Rueben. “Mommy, I want chocolate and vanilla, both.” Lori tugged at my sleeves, drawing my attention. Thankfully, my baby girl hadn’t inherited everything from her father. She had sea-blue eyes and radiated cuteness. I couldn’t resist pulling both of them into a warm hug. “Mommy is so happy today, so you two can eat whatever you want.” I smiled, and their eyes shone with excitement as they eagerly nodded. Just as we were talking. Lola came in and said, “Willow, someone is looking for you. I turned to her, slightly puzzled. I couldn’t recall having any appointments with anyone. “Who is it?” “It’s me, a deep male voice echoed through the dining room, along with the sound of approaching footsteps. “Grandpa!” Wyatt and Lori exclaimed in unison and rushed over to the man. I turned to see the elderly wolf hugging and kissing my two little ones. “We missed you so much, grandpa.” Lori chimed in. “I missed you two, too.” He picked them up in his arms. “Lori, my princess, how did you become even more beautiful and cute? What if some prince appears and steals you? Away from me?” He looked genuinely concerned. “Grandpa, don’t worry. Lori will always be grandpa’s princess.” Lori reassured him. Hugging him tightly and planting a kiss on his cheek. “Yes, Lori is only grandpa’s princess.” He laughed and added, “My little angels have grown taller and stronger!” He exaggerated his words for dramatic effect.