Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 68126 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68126 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
“He’s a handful, that’s for sure.” He brushed his lips against mine. “I have a feeling his wolf will end up being just as dominant as mine when he grows up. Be prepared for some interesting times when he’s a teenager and all that testosterone starts flowing through his system.”
I pressed his palm against my slightly rounded belly. “Maybe we should hope for another girl this time around.”
He bent low to press a kiss over the spot where our third baby was growing. “Nah, I’ll take whatever you give me and be damn happy, sweetheart.”
I ruffled my fingers through his thick hair. “Another perfect answer, just like always.”
“Only because fate did me a solid and gave me the most perfect mate in the entire world, and I’ve been thanking my lucky stars ever since.”
I couldn’t agree more since I’d ended up with an amazing husband and the family I’d always wanted. “Me too, handsome.”
Extra epilogue
I laughed as I watched the large gray wolf romp in the snow with a group of young pups before he let himself be tussled to the ground. He howled in fake protest for a minute before jumping onto all fours and letting out an overly ferocious roar. The pups yipped—a sound I’d long ago learned was laughter—and scampered away.
The wolf lifted his snout to the group before lumbering over to my side as the pups began to wrestle and play amongst themselves. He plopped down next to me and rested his head in my lap. I ran my fingers through his thick fur, and he let out a contented sigh, making me smile. His eyes drifted up, and I could see a little of Zeke staring back at me along with his wolf. The adoration in their stare made me feel warm and fuzzy, and I was sure they could see the emotions reflected in my gaze.
We watched over the children for a little while longer, then my wolf pushed off the ground and trotted over to our house, slipping inside the back door. A minute later, my sexy husband strode outside and made a beeline for me. He’d put on jeans and a sweater, and as usual, the sight of my man made my mouth water and my body grow hot.
Zeke narrowed his eyes in warning when he scented my arousal, and I couldn’t help the sly smile that spread across my face. He walked to my side and scooped me into his arms before taking my seat and settling me sideways in his lap.
“Don’t look at me like that, sweetheart,” he growled in a low tone.
I shifted, and my butt bumped a hard bulge in his pants, which only served to make me wet with need. “I can’t help it,” I muttered. Okay, so that was only partly true. I might have been teasing him with my wiggling.
Zeke grabbed my hips in an iron hold, forcing me to sit still. “Calliope and Larissa won’t be here to pick up their pups for another hour. If you don’t stop teasing me, I’m going to spank your pretty little ass once we’re alone tonight.”
I giggled and looked up at my mate through my lashes. “Promise?” My tone was breathy as I practically panted over the idea.
He closed his eyes and held his breath for a beat. Then he exhaled with a resigned sigh and buried his face in the crook of my neck. “You’d think after ten years; I wouldn’t feel like a horny teenager whenever my mate is around. But sometimes I think it’s only gotten worse.”
Laughter bubbled up, but his statement did nothing to help me tamp down the desire that was building in my body. I knew exactly what he meant. Every day, I loved Zeke more. And every day, I felt more attracted to him.
“Especially when you’re in heat,” he grunted, nipping at my nape. I mentally smacked my forehead at my stupidity for not figuring it out sooner. My lack of control made much more sense. I had gained some shifter qualities when I mated with Zeke, and one of them was the increase in desire at my most fertile times of the month. Not that my mate ever complained about my insatiable appetite. But with three kids, adult time was hard to come by. However, Zeke was definitely creative with the quickies.
My mate grabbed my chin and lifted my face so he could cover my mouth with his in a deep kiss.
“Mommy!”
Zeke groaned and tore his mouth away at the sound of our four-year-old daughter, Merren, came running out of the house, her lips turned down in an adorable pout. She was wearing her clothes, so I assumed she’d gone inside to shift while I was distracted by my mate’s kisses.
“What’s wrong, baby?” I asked as I zipped up her coat.