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Epilogue

Lacey stretched out her legs, digging her toes into Mason’s lap. “I didn’t say stop,” she told him, a hint of reprove in her tone.

Dark eyes turned to her over the rim of the yellow smiley faced cup. “I’m drinking my coffee. Can’t you wait a few minutes more?”

Lacey scoffed. “You’d better start learning how to live without coffee. Any day now and you won’t get time to drink it.” Laughter poured out of her mouth as his eyes narrowed playfully in her direction.

Still, he resumed massaging her bare feet with one hand as he lifted the mug to his lips once more muttering obscenities before taking a sip.

Lacey sighed, leaning her head back against the couch. It wasn’t the same as the denim blue one in the cabin where they’d met all those months ago, but it was still comfortable. Especially with her back constantly hurting.

Her mind drifted back to that night when all hell had broken loose. With Sam and his henchmen dead, it had taken them the rest of the night to dump their bodies in the pond a few hundred yards behind the cabin, weighed down with a few rocks they’d found scattered nearby. Fingers crossed that none of them would rise to the surface. Not that it would matter. Like the rest of them, Sam had no forms of government identification. For all intents and purposes, he didn’t exist.

Which made things a lot easier for them.

As soon as the sun had come up, they’d made for Mason’s car and hightailed it out of town as fast as they could. No one knew if Sam’s death would stop anyone else from coming after them.

Lacey’s first job had been to make sure her mother was safe. Thankfully, Sam had left her on the side of the road, bloodied and scared, but alive all the same. An hour at the local hospital and she would be fine, physically at least.

They’d driven across the country for several days, switching routes and cars. After a month, it was clear no one was after them. Lacey wondered if anyone was upset that Sam was gone. She didn’t count on it.

Just as she hadn’t counted on her feelings for Mason.

As each day passed, the bond between them grew stronger. Slowly, she’d let down her guard and allowed him inside. It hadn’t taken long to fall in love with him, or him with her. Maybe it was part of the bond, maybe it was just him. Either way, he was hers. She was his.

Mates for life.

Lacey groaned as his fingers found the sweet spot. “Hmmm, just there,” she moaned, sinking into the feeling.

Mason released a chuckle. “Fuck, I love the way you sound when you do that.”

Lifting her head, she gave him a devilish smile. “Karis is out. Take me to bed and make me do it some more.”

Mason lifted a dark brow, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. “Do you really think I can carry you all that way?”

Grabbing a cushion, she smacked it towards his face. “It’s your fault I’m this heavy now.”

Gently, he placed a hand over her protruding belly. “And I’m not sorry in the slightest,” he admitted, his tone soft and full of wonder.

Lacey covered his hand with her own. “Almost time,” she said. They didn’t have long to go. Whether their baby would be human or shifter, neither knew, but it would be raised with the best of both worlds, with love and strength.

Mason shifted in his seat and set his cup on the coffee table. Grabbing her hand, he pulled her effortlessly into his lap. Warm fingers brushed the hair from her face. Just nine months ago, she had nothing. Now she had a mate, a new family, love.

A smile stretched over his face as he stared into her eyes. “You’re mine forever,” he whispered.

Lacey stared back. “And you’re mine.”

The End

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