May the 1st – (Be with You)

Diary, it’s been a year since my little adventure began. Earlier this morning, Bennett Samuel Harper and Jessa Rose Harper made their debuts into the world. Endless shout out to my mother. I don’t know how she managed to live through childbirth fifteen times. To be honest, this isn’t where I expected my life to be when I moved a year ago. As I look at my two precious babies, I couldn’t be happier.

Sam is over the moon at the children’s arrival. I learned that as heirs to Sam’s title, Ben and Jessa will be the Pit and Pita (Pit-uh). The words come from Sam’s ancestral language which loosely translates out to “prince” and “princess”. Whichever one of our children is found worthy when they come of age, will inherit Sam's position as Alpha. Pretty cool.

“How are you feeling?” asked Sam, cradling Jessa as he sat down on the bed next to me.

“Exhausted. Happy.” I smile at him. “What about you?”

The dimple on Sam’s cheek deepened. “I’m really glad that you spit your soda on me that day.” He kissed my temple. “Thank you for giving me another chance,” he whispered.

June 27th (One Year Later)

Hello Diary. I bet you are wondering why I decided to write another entry more than a year after the first. Let’s just say I’ve been busy. (haha) I quickly learned that raising twins is hard work, raising supernatural twins is twice as hard. Pun Intended.

My parents fell quickly in love with their newest grandbabies and spent as much time as they could with us for the first few months as we adjusted to parenthood. Ben and Jessa relished in the attention. The babies also quickly became the most popular addition to the nursery.

After a few months of nagging, my mother convinced me to have a ring ceremony so that Sam and I could “officially” be married. I am not sure if she doesn’t consider courthouse weddings as “legal” or if she longed for the chance to throw another wedding. I must also add that a month or so after the twins’ birth, my younger sister announced her engagement, so my mother had two weddings to plan.

Taya’s oldest daughter, Chloe, held the twins’ hands as they toddled awkwardly down the aisle griping baskets with our rings. My children were the cutest flower children/ring bearers EVER!

My heart went pitter-pat as Sam and I exchanged our vows. When I looked into his eyes, I finally understood what he meant by seeing your forever. My forever was right there with Sam.

Note: Now, you must have noticed that my record is incomplete. There was a lot that I didn’t feel the need to include. People weren’t super excited about the idea of a human living in their midst. Humans fell into the “boogeyman” category for some families in the pack.

A few of the younger wolves thought it was a good idea to prank me for the sake of “protecting” their way of life, though the only creature I posed a threat to were the aphids in my rose garden. Sam almost exiled them when they’d “accidentally” locked me in the root cellar as a prank.

Sam and I still deal with our “mini-culture clashes” from time to time, but we deal with them together as a couple. Like adults.

There are a million and one different adventures to be had in our little pack. When I get a free moment, I’ll write them down for you to read.

-Katie Morgan Harper, Wolf Queen, signing off.