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“You heard me. I want you to be mine. Forever.”
Warmth filled me until I felt like I would spontaneously combust. I squealed, trying to contain the thrill that rushed over me, and I wriggled in bed, pushing my face into the pillow for just a second before I turned back to him with a grin.
“Okay.”
Braxton laughed. He pulled me closer to him and tugged a blanket over us. He curled his body around mine, my back to his chest, and he nuzzled my hair.
“I love you,” he whispered.
“I love you too.”
EPILOGUE
KINLEY
Eighteen Months Later
The mountainside was a bright green, plants coming back to life, leaves growing again after a long, cold winter.
I parked the car, and Braxton frowned.
“Where are we?”
“You’ll see,” I said and got out of the car.
I tugged my coat a little tighter around my white dress.
Braxton followed me, glancing over his shoulder. It was still cold enough to have to wear coats, and he tugged at his collar that squashed his bow tie a little.
“I miss it up here,” he said softly.
“I know.”
Since the cabin had burned down, we’d stayed in Braxton’s house in the city. I knew he hated being in the city, but it had been good for him in other ways. He’d connected with the pack again, getting closer to them because he was around them.
Since Niam was gone, and the promise was finally broken, Braxton’s rule over his pack had changed. He was still the kind of alpha who wanted more control over his pack and preferred to know exactly what was going on in his town—old habits died hard—but he was a lot laxer than he used to be.
He cared about his pack, and he worked hard to become more connected to them now that there was no chance of him accidentally having them killed off because he cared.
Niam had haunted him his whole life, and he was finally free of the chains of darkness that had held him back.
I slipped my hand into his, and we walked down the path that led away from the lookout point where I’d parked. We moved through the trees, and I breathed in deeply.
The smell of pine and fir filled the air, and the scent was laced with a hint of rain. A storm was brewing, and I couldn’t wait for the thunder and lightning.
I was attracted to power, and up here, it promised to be a beautiful summer.
“We should get back,” Braxton said. “We’re going to be late for—”
When we turned the corner, Braxton stopped talking, taking in the sight before us.
Against the mountainside, a whole bunch of people were working, building a giant wooden mansion. It wasn’t completed yet—they still had to do a couple of things—but the structure was unmistakable.
“Kinley, what is this?”
I giggled, excited.
“Dagger found the plans for it in a box of Hauser’s stuff, and I commissioned it. It’s not built by Hauser, but when they’re done, it will be pretty much exactly the same. I wanted to wait until it’s done, but I thought I’d give it to you now. As a wedding present.”
