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Doug finds it hard to leave either of us, but after a few weeks he returns to his duties patrolling, though not for as many hours each day. One afternoon, I am outside in the front garden, making the most of the sun while it still has some warmth to it. Lillian is napping in her basket on the lawn, and I am chatting to my neighbor when I hear a distant howl.
After a brief pause, there is a response, much closer, then another, followed by more and more as the shifters of our village take up the call. Gradually people and wolves appear in the street and move to gather on the village green.
“It is Tavion!” someone calls out to me. “With Fern and all of his pack. They have returned!”
A great cheer goes up. There are more than a few who succumb to happy tears. I wave when I see Deba and she comes running over to give me a hug, her wide smile showing her relief that her sons, and all of the ones we have been worried about for so long, are safe and will soon be back with us.
Epilogue II
Jasmine
At nine months old, Lillian is pretty, plump… and crawling everywhere. If I thought Doug was besotted with her the day she was born it is nothing to the bond that grows between them now.
She is unashamedly daddy’s little girl. Then there are her ear-splitting squeals of excitement whenever he is in beast form that never fail to bring a smile to my lips even as they make me wince.
I always knew he would make a good father.
Good feels inadequate when applied to Doug. He is amazing, patient, and tireless, and embraces every task with willing and joy.
He is also determined, and fiercely protective
With Doug, we are always safe.
I’m standing beside the table, about to prepare lunch, when he enters the door. His arms are laden with wood, and his eyes swing from me to Lillian, who is on her belly on a thick woolen rug, crawling with determination toward the sturdy oak bench where she usually heaves herself up.
He grins.“She is getting stronger,”he says, with no small amount of pride.
He stacks the wood beside the hearth, dusts himself down, and strides over to pluck our daughter from the floor.
She throws her hands around his neck, babbling baby noises as she yanks on a handful of his hair.
He rumbles a purr and bears his teeth—he still has a fearsome smile.
“Just like your mama,”he says, with a wink at me.“She is always pulling on my hair, too.”
And how could I forget about his wicked side that is still as obsessed with petting my intimate places as it ever was.
I blush, which is ridiculous given I’m a mated woman with a babe who has reached the crawling stage.
“I want another one,”he says, gently stroking one rough, knarled knuckle over our daughter’s soft cheek.“Maybe two or three.”
He turns to look at me, and I see all the heat there
I suck in a sharp breath, taking in the image of this fearsome male holding our daughter so gently in his arms. A sweet achy throb kicks off low in my belly. I have been more amorous of late, initiating intimacy more often than not, much to Doug’s delight.
Does he know that I’m ready, that I have been thinking about and longing for him to knot me again?
To breed me.
His nostrils flare.
He steps closer, handing our daughter to me, while I try to steady my breathing. Pressing a kiss to the top of her dark head, he reaches to brush the hair over my shoulder, calloused fingertips skimming along the leather collar I never take off.
“I think I will need to take you often if I’m to get you with child. Morning and night, and again while our sweet daughter is taking her afternoon nap. And when I’m not inside you, you will be thinking about it, anticipating the next time I will fill you all up. Your poor human pussy will be stuffed full of my beastly cock and cum, and all sore inside from my constant rutting, even as you beg me to do it again. You will feel empty without me and satisfied only when my cock is nestled deeply, and my seed is locked where it needs to be as you writhe on my knot.”
I blink up at him, arousal flaring as I crave and anticipate all he just said.
Then the wicked orc shifter smirks at me and strides for the door. Here is stops and glances back at me.“I best speak to Tavion about adjusting my patrol. He will understand when I tell him I have a mate with a mind to being bred.”
