The sunlight that's streaming through the curtains is what woke me the next morning, along with mine and Vic's pups curled up against my stomach. Smiling to myself, I look down at the three bundles of fur that are asleep next to me. I was pregnant with three pups. Three not two. Vic and I's two little boys, and our little girl.

Sitting up in bed, I look around the room to find Vic nowhere to be found. Sniffing the air, I locate his scent lingering round the room, closest to the bathroom. That, and the shower is going. So, I'm assuming he's in the shower.

I lay back down, and just watch my little ones. They're so adorable. Vic and I still need to talk about names for them. I've got a few in mind, but I want to hear if Vic's got any suggestions.

Stroking a hand through the smallest gray pup's fur as she slept on top of both her brothers, I feel a sense of protectiveness wash over me. A sense even stronger than the one I had when I was still carrying them inside me. They're my pups, and despite them being hybrids, I'm going to protect them with every breath I take. And I'm sure Vic will do the same.

My kitten ears twitch sightly as the bedroom door opens, and I look over my shoulder towards the door to see Billie walk in the room and over to me. I've never exactly talked with either Billie, Tré and Michael, but they haven't done anything to hurt me or my pups yet. If they so much as hurt a hair on my pups, they'd probably get their eyes clawed out. No one will harm my pups.

"How you feeling?" Billie asks, sitting down at the edge of the bed. I shrug, looking down at my pups. "Honestly, other than my body still aching slightly, I'm fine." I say. "Though, I'm thinking I'm going to miss my baby bump." I admit shyly.

He nods. "Remember none of us are going to hurt you or your pups." He says. "All us hybrids need to stick together." He says, smiling sightly. I smile also. "Thanks Billie." I say, before looking back down at my pups.

Billie looks over at my pups, and awes slightly as the brown-and-white one let's out a little whining puppy noise in his sleep. "They're so cute." He says. I nod in agreement. "Yeah." I agree. "They are." I say, before looking back up at Billie. I then sigh sightly. "I wish it would be easier to prove to the Cematos that not all hybrids are dangerous though." I sigh, looking back down at my pups.

I feel Billie rub a hand round on my legs through the blanket slightly. "I'm pretty sure we have enough evidence to show the Cematos that not all hybrids are dangerous." He says. I nod, looking down at my lap. "It's still going to be difficult though." I say. "Wait." I stop myself, only just remembering Kyle is a hybrid, and he's harmless. I smile slightly. "Actually, maybe it won't be that hard."

Billie furrows his eyebrows together in confusion. "What do you mean?" He asks. I laugh slightly. "In Vic and I's Pack, there's already a hybrid there, and no one knows that he's a hybrid." I say, looking over at Billie. "Everyone in the Pack thinks he's a normal werewolf, but he's also half witch." I say. "The Pack will realize since they've been living with a hybrid all this time, that not all hybrids are dangerous." I say.

Billie nods. "That's great then." He says. "Who in the Pack along with you and Vic know that he's a hybrid?" He asks. I think about it for a few seconds, thinking over who else knows that Kyle's a hybrid. "Uhm, I think Vic and I are the only ones who know that Kyle is a hybrid." I say. "Vic and I may have told Austin and Alan, but I've forgotten."

I notice that Billie's face has fallen a little at the mention of Kyle's name. "Kyle David Hall?" He asks, worry sparking in his eyes. I nod, and he looks over towards the door. I raise an eyebrow, confused on why Billie seems to be a little worried.

"Are you okay?" I ask. Billie sighs, shaking his head. "I'm fine." He says, looking back at me. "Just get some rest aye?" He says, before standing up and hugging me carefully, before walking out of the room. Leaving me laying in bed with my pups.

After awhile, I notice the pups move around next to me and let out a small meow-bark at me. Looking down at them, the white pup - the larger of the three - starts pawing at my chest. At first I'm confused on what they're after, but then it registers in my head that the three of them are hungry, so I climb out of bed, stripping out of my clothes and change into my cat form.

Once I'm laying back down on the bed on my side, I push each of the pups closer to my nipples so they can latch onto them and start sucking for milk. It kinda feels a little weird having someone sucking on your nipples so they can get the milk they need. But, if it's going to help my pups grow, I'm going to just have to get used to it. At least, till they're old enough to not breast feed anymore.

Finally, after I don't even know how long, Vic walks out of the bathroom with a towel round his waist. He looks over at me and smiles. "Hey Kells." He says, and I just grunt in reply. He walks over to our drawers, grabbing out a random tank top, a pair of boxers and a pair of black skinny jeans. He then walks over to the other side of the bed, laying his clothes down before quickly getting changed, and climbing onto the bed next to me and our pups.

I start purring as Vic strokes a hand through my fur, and lays down next to me, his head close to mine. I lick his cheek, before looking down at our pups. They still need names, and Vic and I really should start discussing names right now.

"Vic." I say, nudging his head with my nose. He looks up at me from looking down at the pups. "Yeah?" He asks. My ear twitches sightly, as I brush my tail over the pups backs. "We need to talk about names for the pups." I say.

He nods, stroking a hand down each of the pups fur. "You have anything in mind?" He asks, his eyes flicking up to mine. I nod. "Some." I say. He nods. "Alright." He says, furrowing his eyebrows together slightly as he looks back down at the pups. "Well, I was thinking maybe, Ryker for the white one." He says.

I start purring more, and lick his face. "I love it." I purr. "I was thinking Tate for the brown-and-white one." I say. Vic smiles. "That's a great name." He says. His eyes then travel down to our small gray daughter. "Now we just need to figure out a name for our little girl." He says, thinking for awhile.

I think also, and I also notice that her fur is almost like the color of ash. Aha! "Vic." I say, nudging him slightly. "How about we call her Ashery?" I suggest. "Her fur is a lot like the color of ash after all." I say.

He smiles, before kissing the top of my head. "It's great Kells." He says, before looking back down at our pups. "So we've got Ryker, Tate, and Ashery Fuentes." He says, before sighing happily. "Our pups are honestly the cutest things." He says, before looking at me. "They certainly get their cuteness from their mother."

If I wasn't currently in my cat form, I'd be blushing like crazy right now. Instead, I just avoid eye contact with Vic and look down at our pups, as my fur starts to become hot in embarrassment. Vic's so sweet. I love him so fucking much. I've probably told him that I love him plenty of times now, but right now, I actually do love him. Not just think I do, but actually love him.

"Vic. I love you." I say, nuzzling my head against him. "I mean it. I really do love you." I say, as he looks over at me. "I've never loved anyone as much as I love you Vic." I say. "And I'm pretty set on to never stop loving you." I add.

He looks at me, and moves closer to me, or as much closer to me as he can. "I love you too Kells." He says. "And I mean it also." He says, kissing the top of my head, causing me to start purring more. "I'd do anything for you kitten." He says, before looking down at Ryker, Tate and Ashery. "I'd also do anything for Ryker, Tate and Ashery." He adds. "You four are my absolute world, and I'll do whatever it takes to keep you guys safe." He says. "I promise." He says. I carefully move a paw to Vic's hand without hitting any of the pups, and Vic takes my paw in his hand.

We both look down after awhile, as Ashery stops feeding, and crawls over to Vic, and climbs onto his chest before falling asleep. Vic wraps an arm round her carefully and holds her close to him, while I just purr at the both of them, before looking down at Ryker and Tate as they too stop feeding, and curl up together between Vic and I. I can't be bothered changing back into my human form, so I just stay in my cat form for awhile.

Looking over at Vic, my heart swells with love for this wolf. It's crazy to think that two different creatures - a werewolf and a werecat - could be so perfect for each other. Yet, it's still often frowned upon. Even more frowned upon when the two different creatures crossbreed together.

But, I don't care. As long as we figure out a way to prove to the Cematos that not all hybrids are dangerous, we'll be okay. Till then though, we just have to be careful, and trust only the ones we know for sure won't go to the Cematos. Anyway, who knows if anyone here is secretly working for the Cematos?

We can never be too careful after all.