Wolfs Colorful Territory

Myths' POV

BZZZZZZ! BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP! BZZZZZZ! I roll over to smack at my phone to no avail, it still mocks me, vibrating and screeching at me to wake-up... I set up in bed grabbing my phone pissed at myself for setting the puzzle lock. As I solve the simple puzzle to shut off the annoying alarm I realize I need to get up and get started on breakfast.

I roll out of bed and rush to get dressed for work, black pants with the cafes work shirt. As usual I quickly put on eyeliner and some mascara, adding a brown nude shade to my lips and eyes. I stop to look in the full length mirror to make sure im not forgetting anything as I throw my hair up into a neat top knot. Yep looks right, a 6'2 giant draped in a garbage bag. These clothes really do nothing for my figure.

I head to the kitchen to prepare the boys their birthday breakfast. My triplets were born october 4th, 16 years ago. They are now the same age i was when i gave birth to them. A terrifying thought, however I've busted my ass to make sure my children lead a better life than I ever thought about.

As I start breakfast I begin to hear the chorus of alarm's. I finish the the bacon and start fixing their plates, placing them in their spots. For the girls I go ahead and pour their cereal into their bowls and have their eggs and bacon to the side. The girls are only 6 but like their brothers they have a hefty appetite. To finish it all off i get the gifts I've prepared for the boys and set each one in front of their plates. I really hope they like them, we may not have much but I always try to get them something i feel they'll enjoy.

The first one to make it into the kitchen is Alexander with Alona on his hip. I cant help but be proud of my boys, they always take such great care of their sisters and honestly me as well. Alexander stands 6 foot the same as his brothers with a slightly dark complexion. All three are copied and pasted when it comes to hight, skin, and muscle. They are all built with impressive muscles they didn't have to work for. To be honest i have no idea where it came from, their father was pale and scrawny as for me im curvy sporting an hour glass figure, with a decent amount of muscle.

They all three look so alike, yet, at the same time they couldn't be more different. Alexander as a square shaped face with greens eyes that hides specks of bright amber and keeps his light dusty brown hair short and neat in a fade. His facial features are prominent and well defined unlike his brother Damien who has very soft features on his heart shape face. He is the opposite of Alexander in many ways but none bad. His eyes are a burning amber with a dark green lining around the edges and a few specks finding their way in the center of his iris. He likes to keep his hair longer on the top with faded sides, most days he has it in a bun, that i cant help but find adorable. Then their is my Nicholas, he favors me the most. Luckily im somewhat attractive or he would have been doomed. Nicholas has my eyes, one amber and one a mint green with swirls of dark green. He has my diamond face shape with soft features. He likes to keep his hair faded with the top long enough to smooth over sporting the cutest hard part.

"Good morning momma, you know you didn't have to do all of this." Alexander greeted me, as he ran his rough hand through his dark auburn hair, still holding Alona.

"I know i didn't have to, i wanted to... How could i not make a fuss over my baby boys? Im so lucky to have you all and this is the least i could do for you." I replied, with a smile stretching across my face. I meant every word too, my boys gave me light when i only had darkness. They are my saviors, though they'll never know it.

Alexander sighed knowing it was pointless to drag this on. I watched as he walked over to me repositioning his sister whom was still half asleep.

He leans over to kiss my cheek "love you momma" he tells me as he pulls away.

I cuff his face with my hand and kiss his forehead "i love you too, Ally bear" i giggle knowing he hates his nickname.

"Mom please don't with the nickname, Im 16 now. Cant we just let it die?" He whines.

"Never my love" I laugh, as I walk away to get the OJ from the refrigerator.

I can feel him roll his eyes at me as he walks to place Alona in her seat.

"Good morning, mom." Damien and Nicholas say in unison, as they enter the room with Amara in tow.

As Amara stumbles to her seat directly beside her sister the boys come over to me both kissing each cheek.

"You know you didn't have to do this Ma." Damien attempted to scold me, I say nothing just answering back with a look.

"Yeah, Mom. You do enough already, you don't need to add to it." Nicholas added.

Right as I opened my mouth to protest Alexander chimed in "You both know its pointless, so set down and lets enjoy our breakfast."

They really are sweet boys, they would do everything for me if i let them. They have always complained about how Im working myself to death, always wanting me to slow down. Little do they know that lights a fire in my heart to work harder and give them more.

"Mommy, where's our sprinkle pancakes and presents?" Amara whines out.

Alona chimes in with "Yeah, we want presents too!"

"Now girls, you know its your brothers birthdays. When it's yours, you'll get the same." I tell my little beauties. Identical twins with fiery personalities, my girls are a force to be reckoned with and that brings me pride. They only have one difference, Alona is albino unlike her sister whom is dark complexed with jet black hair. Other than that they look alike in every way; same diamond shaped face, same slim build, they are both even 55 inches tall, exact. Alona has very light blue eyes with a hint of pink when the light hits them and Amara has the darkest blue eyes I've ever seen. I have always wondered if Alona wasn't albino, would she have the same dark blue eyes that her sister has.