Epilogue
Enya
Watching Dalia marry Titan, Blaze, and Steel is refreshing. A little fast since the guys only proposed two weeks ago, but I can’t blame Dalia for not wanting to wait.
After the war, there hasn’t been a need for things like weddings. It felt frivolous and unnecessary. I’m glad they chose not only to have a ceremony and a reception but to invite the entire city.
Dalia’s always beautiful, but in her red gown, she’s practically glowing. I guess that could be in part from being a moirai—she and her sisters have started emanating a glow more frequently—but I think most of it is how happy she is.
Envy sits heavily in my stomach, and I hate myself for it.
I want what she has with them. I want to find those fated to be mine.
But unless they’re here in Iero, there’s little chance of finding them. If they were here, surely I’d know it by now, wouldn’t I?
Fuck.
I need to get out of my head. Today is about celebrating Dalia’s marriage, not obsessing over what I don’t have.
“Are you okay?”
I force a tight smile as I turn to face Inigo, the only other phoenix in Iero. “Why wouldn’t I be? We’re at a wedding—the first on Iero.”
He scoffs. “I know you too well for that to fly with me.”
I hate the reminder.
I once thought Inigo and I were mates, but I’d clearly been wrong.
Things hadn’t ended well for us, and I don’t understand why he keeps trying to be friendly with me.
Probably because he’d been the one to break my heart.
“Don’t pretend like you care, Inigo. I’m not in the mood.
” I wave him off as I tear my eyes away from his face.
It hurts to even look at him. Somehow, he seems to get more handsome every year, and it’s not fair.
“I’m sure there are plenty of women willing to fall into your bed. Why don’t you go bother someone else?”
He sighs. “Will you please stop pushing me away?”
I snort. “Why would I want you anywhere near me? So you can break my heart again? No thanks.”
“Come on, Enya. Please—” He grabs my arm to stop me when I go to walk away.
Someone clears their throat. “I don’t believe the lady wants your hands on her, so I’d suggest you remove them.”
Turning my head, I find two of the Headless Riders looming behind Inigo. It’s hard to tell them apart since we can’t see their heads, but a quick glance at their cuts reveals it’s Dragon and Goat, and I immediately relax.
I haven’t gotten a chance to get to know too many of the members of the new MCs, but I’ve worked fairly closely with the two of them. They’re good men.
“This is between Enya and me.” Inigo’s voice is tight as he swings his head to take in the bikers.
Dragon shakes his head. “You can speak without your hands… What’s your name? I don’t think we’ve met.”
“Inigo.”
“I’m Dragon, and this is Goat. I’d say it’s nice to meet you, but you’re still holding onto our friend’s arm.” He takes a step closer. “Your hands are not needed for a conversation, and the other party is allowed to walk away if they’re not interested in the conversation.”
Inigo’s hand flexes against my arm.
“Look, Inigo. You’re definitely hot, but men who put their hands on women is a bad look.” It’s Goat who speaks this time.
Inigo glances down at where he holds my arm, his face flushing. His brows draw up, as if confused by his hold on me, and he lets me go as he takes a step back. “I’m sorry, Enya. I just—”
With one last glance at Dragon and Goat, he shakes his head and hurries off.
What the hell was that?
“Are you okay, Enya?” Dragon’s deep voice sends a shiver up my spine.
I’m not sure I am, but what else am I going to say? “I’m fine.”
Goat grunts, and I’m not sure he believes my lie. “What was that all about?”
“I’m not actually sure. Inigo’s my ex, and we’ve mostly avoided one another when we both ended up on Iero. Recently, he’s been trying to be my friend or something, and it’s weird.”
Dragon hums. “An ex, huh? Was he the one who ended it? Maybe he’s realizing the mistake he made. Only an idiot would give up a woman like you.”
A full-body shiver rushes through me as I flush. “Uh…thanks?”
Goat snickers. “Oh, Enya. I’m not sure either of us has been thanked for hitting on a woman before.”
Oh.
“You’re hitting on me?” Disbelief colors my tone.
Why would they be hitting on me?
“We have been for months,” Dragon assures me. “Clearly, you didn’t notice.”
I don’t even know what to say to that.
“Enya!” Morrigan calls out to me, and I take the distraction to do what I do best—run.
“I better go see what she wants. I’ll see you later.”
Dragon’s chuckle and murmured promise follow me as I hurry away. “Yes, you will, little bird.”