Since the day he killed Zurri, things have settled for us and the club. Well, as far as I know, it has. I know they’re still dealing with blood witches and keeping them out of the territory they claim as theirs. I don’t blame them. Those witches are nasty from what Karsyn and Harmony have told me.
I’d never met one myself which is fine by me. I hope I never do.
I have enough on my plate with the dragons. Like Nyx said, they kneeled to me. It’s strange how quickly they were willing to turn against Zurri. They listened to me as I said I didn’t want war between shifters. They needed to call a truce. Barrydi agreed, and I proclaimed in front of the others that he was to take Zurri’s place so long as he ended the wars and just kept the peace. I didn’t care if they lived in the dragon realm or not, so long as no harm came to others.
Barrydi agreed and formed the alliance with not just Corbin and Cyrus, but the Vampire King as well. Eerie as it was, it was complete.
Now, there was only one thing left to do. Which means Tucker has to get us to the clubhouse.
Tucker takes a look at my outfit, grins, and shakes his head. “Yeah, baby, you’re dressed and ready to go,” he murmurs, stepping away.
I thought he was going to move farther, but he doesn’t. Instead, he grips my hips, spins me around, and whispers his order in my ear. “Hands on the counter, little Fae.”I do as he says without thinking. My breathing picks up as his hands move, and he unbuttons my jeans.
“Tucker,” I utter, looking forward to him being inside me.
“Don’t worry, we’ll be quick,” he murmurs, sliding my jeans down the length of my legs. “But you’ll be relaxed once we’re done.”
I bet I would be.
“Little Fae,” Tucker murmurs, helping me off the bike. His gaze on me, but I wasn’t focused on him. I was looking across the space of the yard of the club’s property to where my dad and uncles stood. In the crook of my dad’s arm, stood a woman who looked so much like me. She was beautiful.
We were late getting to the clubhouse, as expected, with Tucker taking me in the kitchen at the house. We ended up on the floor and were now over an hour late. We were supposed to be here before them.
But there they stood.
My mom and dad.
They were reunited at last.
“Come on.” Tucker curls me in the crook of his arm. “Remember, you’ll be okay.”
I nod and let him guide me to the woman who gave me life.
Without her, I’d never have Tucker. I wouldn’t have anything that I now have. Her sacrifice means everything to me. She gave up her life to have me. Her strikes in life were what brought me to Tucker.
My life finally has a meaning because I have him. I know who I am. Standing at Tucker’s side, I know he’ll always lend me his strength as I will for him. It’s a beautiful thing if you ask me, and I look forward to enjoying each and every day with not only my mate, but the children we make.
