"Issac! Jason! It's time for dinner!" I called out to my two sons. Jason is the oldest who is ten years old, and Issac is six years old. I smiled seeing their playful, happy faces. They remind me so much as Bleiz, my husband of three years.
We sat down at the table with our large feast. I laugh at Issac and Jason who was stuffing their faces like hungry wolves. "Mommy, when is daddy coming back?" Issac asked with a mouth full of food.
"Hmm, he should be here by now." I said as I looked at the clock.
When Bleiz found out that I was pregnant, he married me on the spot. I happily agreed and had our small wedding in the woods. Our friends and their families showed up from his work as a bartender.
I felt so blessed that I met him...sometimes it still gives me tears of joy.
Out of nowhere the door opened to show my lovely wolf boy. I smile in happiness. "Welcome home, my love." We all got up then hugged him, with welcome home praises.
"It's good to be home." He said happily.
Oh how I love my big bad wolf.
End.
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My Big Bad Wolf
FantasyLittle Red Riding Hood: Ooh, Grandma. What a big mouth you've got. Big Bad Wolf: [normal voice] You ain't seen the half of it.