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It's a chain of confusing numbers, but I hope it makes sense now. For the older generation, their ages don't really matter. We just assume them to be old enough to have kids of the above ages. (it is an approximation because the months of the events are not specified, hence the years might slightly alter by a month pre or post, making it exactly 12months difference or 15 months or even 11 months…..hence the approximation)

"Yes, you're old, Ale. You're 40 years old. I'm 23. The difference between us is 17 years," I said. "17 years is nothing." "Nothing to you, but to me, that's an entire generation. You were in high school when I was born. You were in college when I was still learning to talk. You were starting your dark business when I was still learning to read." "What does that have to do with anything?" "What does it have to do with anything? I don't know." I wiped my tears, still wet on my cheeks. "Maybe nothing. Maybe I'm just looking for a reason to be mad at you."

“But you’re older.” “You do know I was legal back then. As I am legal now. All wolves turn around their eighteenth birthday.” She sighed. “You know what, forget it.” “I knew you were legal but that didn’t make it comfortable for me.” “No one gives a shit about the age difference. We have mated couples with five, ten, fifteen, even twenty, some even thirty years age difference. Age is a number, it doesn’t account for feelings. And everyone is legal.” Luke smiled. “And I guess when you grow up in a pack and you witness matings, seeing two people come together, it is only natural to them.”

He was literally made for me just like I was made for him. “Too old? He’s older. What are you saying?” I let out. “Yes, you heard me! you are old.” “If I am old then what are you? I mean, our age difference is literally what? Three years? Four? Girl, wake up.” I responded. She looked shocked by my response but she masked it with a hiss.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I only laugh again. “Then again, it’s hardly a fair competition when one of the princes is two years older, is it? I mean, at a certain point, those two years don’t really matter, but for the first part of our lives, they made a huge difference.” Ava watches me then, assessing.

“Besides, you’re already rude. So don’t address me as sir. It makes me sound like your father, and I’m not sure I want to draw even more attention to our age disparity.” “So, my age does bother you then. If that’s the case, why would you want...this? “I’m referring to us.” He let out a sigh. “Previously, it did bother me. But not anymore. Nonetheless, we are separated by a period of twelve years. You seem to be a lot younger than I am. I am at a different place, a million miles away from where you are in life.” She scowled, and her eyes took on a contemplative expression.

“Don't explain. You just get caught. Ayiiiieh~~ don't bother to take your word back. I knew you were first to fall." I can't believe my bestfriend had an obscure idea of me liking that arggh~~ never mind! “No way! Ewwww! How can I fall in love with that old man? Lore, I'm not into older boys. We have a gap of 13 years, in case you forgot. ” “When you love someone, age doesn’t matter. Age is just a number, whether the difference is 2 or 20 years, love is love. My dear Merliah Faunteen, remember this, love knows no age.”

"What of your age?" He hesitated for a moment before replying. "Eighteen," he replied sheepishly and my jaw fell. "Eighteen?" I exclaimed and he placed his finger across my lips. "I'm nineteen in a month," he argued. "Doesn't make a difference. He's still seven years older." "Alpha is five years older than you are," "Well..." "You aren't so different from me then," I sighed. "Of course, age is just a number but you have to understand that Ace might not view it like that. He's a full-grown adult while you're just a new adult,"

I couldn't understand what it meant but it sounded like a big deal. “Is there a specific time for the transformation to happen? Like a deadline?” I probed further She cast her gaze downward, looking into space, “Yes, between the ages of fourteen and eighteen.” “How old are you?” Her saddened eyes met mine and I could see the pain in them. “Twenty-three.” My heart sank at the realization. That was five years late and I couldn't imagine how she felt. Here I was thinking of her as a younger sister, when she was older than me.

He’s right though, Peele and Osborn are 4 years old now and if I did get pregnant on this trip that would put the next baby at being almost five years apart from the boys. It's the exact time frame that I have wanted. From all of the parentings and pregnancy books I’ve read it shows that a 4-5 year age difference helps the older kids process the change better and helps me out because they will be able to understand and help out a little more. Evan peers over my shoulder and looks at my unzipped suitcase and looks back at me as he asks, “What’s wrong? You seem hesitant and normally you enjoy going away. It’s been a while since we’ve had some time just the two of us.”