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I wrap my arms around my wife, pulling her back to my front.

Then I lean down so my lips are next to her ear and tell her the truth that will never change. “I love you, Kitten.”

Natalie

My dad’s arm trembles a little under my touch, and I hold on to him tighter.

It’s always been just the two of us. Me and him. And now, in an instant, our family has turned into four.

After our honeymoon, I’m going to become the CEO of Wag Corp.

I’m excited to start. Excited to be in charge of something good.

It’s what I worked so hard for. But even though it was always the goal, it still terrified me. Because I never really wanted to face down the world alone.

I look up the aisle. At the man in the black suit, standing in front of the ribbon-covered gazebo. And I smile.

He’s the reason the world doesn’t seem so scary anymore. Because he’s the reason I won’t have to face it alone.

I know I’ll always have him at my side.

The grass is soft under my steps, and when my dad hands me off, I decide I don’t want to wait until the end.

Instead of taking Luke’s hand, I grip the front of his suit and pull Luke down toward me.

He goes willingly, and I feel his grin against my lips as he kisses me back.

The crowd cheers, and someone whistles loudly.

And it’s perfect.

Luke pulls back, his shining eyes locked on mine. “I love you, Princess.”

Epilogue Two

Natalie

My cheeks are burning, so I cover them by pulling the head into place. My new crystal tiara is secured on the very top. Between the ears.

“Natalie, get your ass in here,” Luke calls from the bedroom.

I look at myself in the mirror of the Princess Suite bathroom and wonder if I can really go through with this.

Then I yank the front flap open, the newly added magnets pulling apart silently, and let the section of white furry material drape down, exposing my bare breasts.

“Wife. What is?—”

I step out of the bathroom.

And Luke falls off the edge of the bed.

Luke

“What… How…”

In front of me is Natalie. Dressed up in a Blizz suit. White fur. Yeti head. But it’s not the old suit. Because in the old suit, Blizz was wearing a jersey, and Natalie’s tits weren’t hanging out.

I shuffle toward her on my knees in nothing but straining boxer briefs.

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