Epilogue
Three Months Later
Torren smoothed his hand over his mate’s baby bump and kissed her softly. “How are you and baby this morning?”
“We’re good.” She smiled up at him.
“Olivia, about last night…” He’d lost control again, that damn heat taking control of his beast and his mind. “If this keeps up, I could hurt you when you’re further along.”
She nipped his lower lip. “Then you’ll have to tie me down the way you did the night you got me pregnant. Keep me from moving and you won’t hurt me. I think we’ve learned my pussy and my ass can take a pounding. And if that part of things worries you, then I can always help you jack off and you use your hands to put your cum all over me and inside of me.”
He narrowed his eyes at her. “I think I’ve corrupted you. You’ve gone from sweet virgin to…”
“Wanton slut?” she asked.
He growled. “Don’t call yourself a slut.”
She kissed him again. “I’m only a slut when it comes to you and that magnificent cock of yours. Pretty sure I’d love anything you’d do to me in the bedroom.”
“Keep talking like that and we won’t leave this cabin again. My pack is probably worried by now. Even though I’ve explained why we need some space for three days a month, you’ve wrapped them all around your finger and I know they worry I’ll hurt you.”
“Then we should go mingle before they come hunt you down.” She smiled and he could see the humor in her eyes.
Torren swatted her ass. “Smartass.”
She sauntered toward the door, his gaze locked on the sway of her hips. “Yeah, but you like my ass.”
Yeah, he did. Like looking at it. Touching it. Fucking it. Oh yeah, he especially liked fucking it. Dammit. He adjusted himself as his cock hardened and followed his mate out the door. He hadn’t been kidding. The pack probably would beat down their door to make sure their Alpha Female was safe.
Today was a celebration of sorts. The youngest wolf to join the pack, Lincoln, had decided to get his GED. He’d passed his exam and he’d already been accepted into an online college, thanks to Olivia’s prodding him to apply. Everyone loved his mate, and they would do anything for her.
She’d brought some good things to their small village. More of the pack had started taking online classes and expanding their educations. Several had applied to online colleges and been accepted. Maybe one day, they’d want to use their knowledge out in the human world, and he wouldn’t stop them. They’d always have a home here. Thanks to his mate’s encouragement, they also had a clinic now. She’d somehow managed to find a doctor who was a wolf shifter without a pack, and he would be joining them in the upcoming weeks.
They approached the center of the village where picnic tables were covered in food. Torren looked out over the gathering, his pack seeming happy and content, even the newer members. Wrapping his arms around his mate, he pulled her tight against his chest. “This is all because of you,” he said. “You helped unite them, gave them something worth fighting for, worth living for, and every day you find some way to improve their lives.”
She looked up at him, cheeks flushed, happiness brimming in her eyes. “They’re my family. My true family, and I would do anything for them. I’d do anything foryou.”
“I love you, Olivia. So damn much. More than I ever thought possible.”
“I love you too.” She kissed him. “And to think, if I hadn’t been dying, you never would have bit me, and we’d have likely never found one another. Makes you wonder.”
“About what?”
“How many other pack members have human mates out there, or non-wolf shifter mates. There are shifters out there other than wolves, right? I mean all those stories have to be based off something.”
There was a calculating look in her eyes.
“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but no.”
“Yes.”
“Seriously, Olivia. If it has anything to do with bringing humans onto pack land, the answer is no. You can’t trust them. If other shifters want to join us, then fine. At least they know how to follow the rules.”
“Not all humans are bad, Torren. Some are like me. Lost. Lonely. Unwanted. Maybe they have a mate here, and maybe they don’t. But I do know one thing.”
“What’s that?” he asked, almost dreading her answer.
“They all need a home.”
