Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 59422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 238(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 238(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
“You know I never begrudged you for a second,” I told her, as I’d told her a hundred times before. Fated mates trumped everything in our culture.
Her eyes watered, too. “I know. I’m just really happy for you.” She took both of Riley’s hands in hers. “Riley, you’ve got a good one. A dedicated father. An honorable man. Take care of him.”
Riley’s eyes misted, too. “I will.”
“Don’t make my bride cry,” I admonished, pumping Kevin’s hand and shooing them off.
I wrapped my arm around Riley’s waist and held her body right up next to mine as we kissed and shook hands with every human and shifter who’d come to witness our rite.
Then we exited the church where they all had lined up to blow bubbles at us as we ran out to the limo I rented to take us to the reception.
In the back of the limo, I took Riley’s be-ribboned bouquet of calla lilies from her hand, set them on the seat, then pulled my gorgeous wife up onto my lap.
“Hey, Mrs. McIntire.” I nuzzled the bare skin of her slender shoulder.
“Abbott-McIntire.”
“You’re my wife.”
She smiled down at me, taking my face in her hands. “You’re my husband.” She stroked my beard with her thumb.
I tightened my grip on her ass, my wolf-side growing aggressive. “Three hours, sugar. We’ll dance and eat cake and celebrate. And then you’re going to be running naked under the moonlight.”
Her eyes crinkled. “Naked?”
“Unless you want me to tear that dress off you in the woods. Because that’s pretty much all I can think about right now.” My cock surged in my tuxedo pants against her ass to prove it.
She laughed, squirming over my erection. “Well, a shredded dress does sound hot. But I don’t know–I think I might want to save this dress for my daughters.”
“Naked it is, then.” I beamed at her.
“And you’ll chase?”
The breath went out of me at how beautiful she looked with her gorgeous red-brown hair in an updo, a crystal headpiece holding her veil pinned in the back.
“Always, sugar.” The warmth in my chest was almost too much. I feared my heart might burst right out of it. “I will always chase you. Anywhere you run.”