Epilogue
WOLF
She’s always in the cemetery.
Surrounded by crumbling stones etched with names and dates that she finds utterly fascinating. Looking them up, finding out about the lives they lived before they ended up buried here, researching and scribbling it all down in her journal. I find her talking to them some days. When the rain falls and the clouds are low and the wind whips, I still find her out here, nattering away about fuck knows what, but it makes her happy.
And when she’s happy, she smiles.
And those smiles?
Yeah, those smiles are worth it.
“Luna, baby,” I whisper, coming up behind her, folding my arms around her throat, nuzzling my face into her neck, sucking in deep lungfuls of her.
A large white bunny sits in her arms, its little pink nose scrunching, whiskers twitching as it scents me.
“Wolf,” she replies quietly, her fingers knuckle deep in the animal’s fluffy white fur, her fingertips rubbing its back. “Do I have to come in?”
I look down at her little growing bump, only four months, but my hands can’t stop grabbing it, before flicking my gaze back up to hers, a smile on my mouth and a shake to my head.
“No, just missed you, Little Moon.”
We both glance down as another rabbit, not unlike the one in her arms appears at her feet and she smiles again, huffing a soft laugh, “They get jealous,” she says lightly, my arms breaking free of her as she bends down, releasing the one in her arms back into the grass to greet the newcomer with a scratch between the ears.
“You wanna sleep out here tonight?” I ask her, trying to smother the smirk on my face by biting my molars into my cheek, but she catches it, tapping the back of her hand against my shoulder as she straightens into standing.
“You already put the stuff out on the porch, didn’t you?” she chuckles, that smile getting wider again, and I swear my heart fucking swells with that look.
“Might have,” I laugh as she turns into my chest, pressing her ear over my heart and threading her arms around my neck.
Hanging onto me as my hand comes to her lower spine, pressing the little bump of her belly into the ladder of my abs, my other hand finding the side of her head, holding her tight to my chest.
“I’m going to take you everywhere, Little Moon,” I whisper against the top of her head, pressing a kiss to her hair.
“I love you, Wolf,” Luna breathes, making the whole world stop for a moment to let the words really sink in, the way she says my name still making me shiver.
I squeeze her just a little bit tighter, thinking of everything we had to go through to get to this. The good part. But I don’t linger in the past, only looking to the future.
I dip down, dragging her chin up, pressing my mouth to hers, “I love you, Luna,” I tell her.
And then she kisses me, the two of us tangled together, standing in the place we’ll one day be buried.
Same coffin.
Same headstone.
Same consecrated earth.
The End.