Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 73170 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73170 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
***
When we peer out of the bunker’s gate, nobody’s here. Cicely wants to move the trailer back to the spot by the river, where I claimed her.
I’m not sure I’m ready for that. It’s too soon to be away from the bunker where I can lock down.
She argues with me about it, it gets heated when I get pissed off, and she suddenly says, “Shift!”
And fuck. The cold hits and before I can fight against it, I shift.
***
She commands him. He listens. Because when I come back, she’s got a smug smile on her face. And we’re outside. She not only brought him in without my consent, she also took him out of the fucking bunker!
And that it happened so quickly means he’s just under the surface, always paying attention, and I know for a fact that’s new.
“I own your fine ass,” she tells me with no small amount of arrogance. “in both your forms.”
I pin her to the grass outside the camper, holding her hands above her head, growling against her mate mark and grinding my dick into her crotch. “I don’t know whether to spank you or fuck you, woman.”
Arousal floods my nose. The best scent I’ve ever smelled.
“Um… yes, please,” she says huskily before she sinks her teeth into my neck, drawing blood.
EPILOGUE
CICELY
Several Weeks Later
“Again,” my mate demands.
“No more, baby. Please.”
I’m absolutely exhausted. He’s made me come three times. And that’s not even for all of today so far… just this round.
Heat flickers in his gaze along with mischief. His head descends and he licks my clit. When my exhaustion shows and I’m not immediately arching my back, he slides up my body and gently slides in, cradling my face in one hand while his other elbow holds him up.
He rotates his hips and kisses me. “You done in?” he asks gently, running the tip of his nose up my jaw. “Did I fuck my beautiful mate into complete submission finally?”
He pulls back.
“Probably,” I admit.
He laughs and slams forward again, swiveling his hips and pulling a whimper from me before he sucks the mate mark, which makes me dig my nails into his back and finally arch my back.
His knot appears and he manages to pull one more orgasm from me before we both pass out.
***
I wake up sometime later with his mouth around my nipple, his fingers between my legs.
“Ugh. Not tonight, honey. I have a headache,” I tell him.
He looks up at my face and asks, “Seriously?”
“Naw,” I whisper.
But good to know it seems like he’d stop if I did.
I don’t know how he’s still got so much energy. I’m exhausted. Growing a baby evidently takes a lot out of you.
Jared suddenly finding out I’m pregnant yesterday because he can smell our child has had a profound effect.
Because our son has a scent. My mate is elated. And this is the fourth round of sex since he found out less than twenty-four hours ago. Did we conceive the night his wolf claimed me? I feel like we did, that it was a monumental night for us in so many ways.
We’re in Northern California with the camper and it’s been an awesome few days exploring forests beneath giant redwoods and sequoias. He had an investigation gig and got that done quickly, so since then we’ve gone for hikes, had campfires, found out we’re going to be parents, got a big revelation, and I’ve seen my mate happy, smiling, and ready to make the most of life. With me.
The mask is in the underbed storage area, and I don’t need to carry a taser and a stun gun. Because Jared’s wolf listens to me.
After it was determined that though Jared doesn’t have much of a connection with his wolf, but that I do, we sat with Mitchell Blakely again and Jared decided he doesn’t want to take that experimental drug. At least not right now. Mitch said he’s leaving some of the drug with Cat in case Jared changes his mind.
I don’t blame him for saying no. Volunteering to experience all the rage and anger his wolf felt for all that time doesn’t sound fun or healthy. But while Jared doesn’t have all those shifted memory gaps filled, he has been having dreams of being wolf, dreams he’s never had before, and I believe those dreams are based on memories while wolf. Some of them are just walks, runs, hunts. But some aren’t good dreams. I think his wolf is still protecting him from harmful memories, trickling in slowly to connect with him, starting through dreams. Time will tell if my hunch is right or not. Time will tell if they eventually fuse and become one.
But I know one thing for sure from my time spent with Jared’s wolf. Though we can’t communicate with words, I have a sense of who the wolf is. Protective. Smart. It just took that lunar event for him to realize that I’m not a threat, that we belong together. Because of this, I couldn’t wrap my mind around him being a mindless killer and asked Jared if we could talk to his cousin Olivia.