Elena's POV
I look at the three adorable babies. Werewolf babies are not like human babies. They are born strong. They won't get their wolves until they are between sixteen and eighteen. It depends on the wolf itself. I look at them kicking and crying in their little crips. They developed much faster than human babies. Ryan comes walking in. He looks proudly at our children. In the area where we are staying, everything is back to normal. All the farms are working, and food is in the shops again. I feel sorry for the humans that I've been left behind alone, without family. However, most of them are adapting. They know they have to continue. They are the loss of their kind. And I have to save their kind. They don't know about werewolves and vampires but continue their everyday lives. Humans
