Epilogue #4
“One more,” Raihana was saying, adjusting Delsanra’s hair. “Demon mode, girl, come on, let’s see that sexiness.”
Fuck.
I watched her shift, her lips becoming plumped, her entire body turning ten fucking times hotter, if that was even possible, and felt myself harden in my pants. I looked away. She knew I couldn’t resist her when she shifted…
I heard her laugh, and I knew it was because she knew the effect that she had on me.
I glanced back at her, my eyes meeting her red ones.
There was a time when I feared she’d never recover from her trauma, and although there were still times her demons returned to haunt her, she was doing better than I could have ever hoped for.
Not only was she a survivor, but she was helping so many others with their traumas as well.
She travelled around to other packs, helping where she could and encouraging each pack to have a councillor.
I think people forgot that despite being werewolves, we were human, too.
Battles, death, and trauma left lasting effects.
Times were changing, and I was happy to see the growth in our kind, seeing Delsanra welcomed into packs. Sure, there were still those who disliked witches, even if they tried to hide it, but still, things were getting better. As they said, Rome was not built overnight. All things took time…
Delsanra
“Oi, photogenic boy, come here!” Raihana called to Dante, who raised an eyebrow.
“No thanks,” he replied.
“Please?” I asked, making him roll his eyes. He may act like he didn’t have a soft spot for me, but he still did.
It had been months since we had that conversation, and I was glad to see that the small crush he had on me was fading away. His words were still in my mind,
“It’s time I let you go. I know you are Rayhan’s mate, and you always will be. I promised him that I would stop pursuing you. Let’s be friends?”
He had been nine at the time, but he had acted so much older. Dante was older than his age in many ways, yet his little crush on me had been one of the most innocent and childish things he had. He seemed to have matured even more since. We still had our bond, one that had become even stronger.
He sauntered over, shoving his hands into his pockets as he posed for the picture.
“Oh, look… I’m taller than you now,” he smirked as I looked down at my heels, not missing how he smirked at Rayhan.
“Well, something tells me you will be taller than your dad, who is huge as it is,” Raihana said as Dante put his arms around us, posing for the picture. I could feel Rayhan watching us and, glancing over at him, flashed him a smile. I guess his trying to annoy him wouldn’t go away completely!
“Uncle, picture!” Raihana shouted as Dante and I took the chance to sneak away.
Rayhan had gone over to Ahren and was helping him unwrap a lollipop. I smiled as I ruffled Ahren’s hair. He ran off, and I locked my arms around Rayhan’s neck.
“With those poses and this dress, I think you could put on one hell of a show tonight,” he said, gripping my hips as his nose brushed mine. My heart pounded as I stared up at him slightly coyly, despite the seductive smile on my lips.
“I think I can do that,” I whispered before our lips met in a sizzling kiss.
I had nothing, and then he gave me everything. He moved the world for me. He was my king, my god, my destined alpha, one who would always be mine…
Raihana
I had just taken countless pictures of all the kids. Only the youngest four weren’t there, but I had gotten lots of pictures of them earlier. I looked up at the moon and slipped my phone into my purse. It was almost time… another hour left until the beginning of a new year…
A strong pair of arms wrapped around me, and I smiled, leaning into Chris’ arms as he passed me a glass.
“So, any New Year’s resolutions?” He asked, sipping his wine.
“None at all, but I have a wish,” I said, looking up at my handsome mate.
“Yeah? What exactly would that be, princess, considering you have the world at your feet?” I smiled.
“Of course I do, but the best part is I have you. My wish is for everything to always remain like this. Peaceful, happy, and perfect.”
“Aiy to that.” He raised his drink before kissing my neck as he admired me. “And to love, to us, and to lots of sex.” I smirked.
“Oh, absolutely,” I replied, raising my own glass. We clinked them before taking a sip.
Life was perfect. Even if everyone we loved wasn’t still here, they would never be forgotten.
Chris kissed me, and I let myself melt into his touch, feeling the sparks storm through me welcomingly.
Wait! I needed to take a selfie of this moment!
Maria
I smiled as Alejandro gave me a tight hug.
“I like your dress, Mama Mari,” Kataleya said, stroking the skirt of my dress. I was wearing an Arabian kaftan today. It was a duck egg colour with gold patterns on it.
“Thank you, darling.” I smiled at her. “Nowhere near as beautiful as yours.”
“Thank you! Mama chose it,” she said as Marcel chuckled.
“I think everyone looks amazing tonight,” he added, crossing his arms.
“Yes, I agree.” Kiara nodded before staring up at the sky.
I turned my own gaze to the moon, my chest squeezing, but I smiled gracefully, excusing myself.
Although the girls had helped me, and I was able to sleep at night.
.. the pain lingered. Nothing they did could take away the pain of Rafael’s loss.
No matter how much time passed. I placed a hand on my chest, wondering if those who had passed were really looking down upon us.
I didn’t want to lose hope as I stared at the moon.
I will always need you… your dove will always need you…
I closed my eyes, letting a wave of calmness wash over me, and opened them as a single tear trickled down my cheek.
There were people you learned to live without, but Rafael was someone we would never forget. Not only me but everyone. He truly had been one of a kind…
Alejandro
We had eaten, drank, and there wasn’t long now until the new year. The kids were getting impatient, asking every few minutes. I looked at my nympho. She looked fucking perfect in a silver blinged-out dress with a sweetheart neckline. If Ri was the fucking sun tonight, Kiara was the moon.
“Like this?” She was asking Azura. Azura nodded as she, Kiara, and the twins danced.
“Kiara’s got moves,” Azura said as she did a back flip, spinning around and almost knocking into Marcel.
“Easy there,” he chuckled as she gave him an apologetic grin.
“Sorry, Mr!” She said before running back over to Kiara, who clapped.
“That was one incredible backflip!”
“What can I say? I’m Azura Westwood, queen of crazy,” she said with a toss of her hair. I smirked. At least she fucking knew that.
With each passing year, I saw Indigo more and more in her, but she was different. If Indigo had been a spark, Azura was an entire fucking firework. Something told me she was going to be a force to reckon with when she was older.
I tried not to stare at Kiara’s thighs as she danced, but, fuck, that was a mission. No matter what she was wearing, I wanted to fucking bend her over and fuck her senseless.
Marcel came over and smiled slightly as I took a drag on my cigarette.
“She is going to be a strong one, her and your little one.” I knew he meant Skyla.
“Yeah, they’re fucking crazy.” He chuckled, nodding.
“Back then, when I witnessed Ms Amelia perform the spell… I had a feeling it would cost her her life. I had seen enough magic to know that… but she did the right thing. We need more people with that much life in them in this world.” He looked at Azura with a small smile on his face.
“Yeah, I fucking agree,” I said, drinking my wine. “Has he called or said if he’ll be back soon?” I didn’t need to say a name for him to know who I meant. He sighed heavily and shook his head.
“I’d be lucky to get a call every other month,” he said gravely. “I feel as if I’m losing him. I told him to let his anger go, and, well, he’s let it go to a point where it’s like I’m talking to a wall. He just… I don’t know.”
I frowned. Yeah, Leo hadn’t been taking my calls either for months now, but I didn’t want to tell Marcel that.
“I haven’t talked to him in a while either…”
The last time was when he had said he wondered if ex-rogues would be treated well in this school that I was building, saying he doubted anything I did would bridge the difference between the ranks and status of our kind.
The first school was almost completed, and there would be a certain number of children from all packs who would attend. I wanted it to be fair and hoped that we could get started on the second school soon enough.
“Well, tonight is not a time to worry about him. Let’s enjoy the evening. It’s almost time,” he said, glancing at his watch. I nodded as he walked off, and Kiara came over to me.
“Everything okay?” She asked softly, placing her hand on my chest before kissing me softly.
“Yeah, perfectly. We still got some time. Let’s go for a walk.” She nodded, and I took her hand.
In the darkness, I was her guidance. The confidence in how she walked into the darkness, one would fucking think she could see, but it was her trust in me, knowing I wouldn’t let her fall.
A long fucking time ago, I feared she’d drown in my darkness, but instead, she fucking walked into my life and lit it ablaze with light.
She would always be my fucking light. She turned and smiled up at me as the music faded slightly.
We walked slowly, hand in hand, further away.
“I’m glad we came here this year. It’s a nice change,” she said with a smile gracing her hot pink lips, the same shade or very similar to what she had worn at that mating ball years ago. I kissed her shoulder softly.
“Yeah, it’s nice not having to head the entire shit and be the fucking host,” I remarked, making her laugh.
“You are always perfectly hospitable, my love,” she said, amused, and rested her head on my shoulder as she looked through the tree branches at the sky. “Can you see the stars?” I glanced up at the night sky. Despite the clouds, I could see the twinkling stars shine through.
“Yeah. It’s not too cloudy tonight.”
“Hmm, that’s good. I’m sure it looks beautiful,” she said, softly staring at the moon.
I smiled slightly. If I could, I’d give my sight to her. She never let on or ever felt like she wished she could see in the dark. She was always just grateful for everything.
“Nowhere near as fucking beautiful as you,” I replied quietly. “You ain’t missing out. They don’t fucking hold anything to you.” She stopped and turned towards me, raising our entwined hands to her lips and kissing my knuckles softly.
“I know I’m not missing out because I have you,” she whispered softly, looking up into my glowing eyes.
Kiara
He scoffed, smirking,
“You’re the light, Amore Mio, not me.”
“You are wrong because the way I see you is no less. You are my light in every darkness. You are my sun and my moon combined, the guidance through my life. My support in the darkest of hours and my beacon of hope when all feels lost,” I said softly as I caressed his jaw, his stubble prickling my fingertips.
He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close.
“I won’t fucking argue with you tonight because as long as you alone think that, it’s enough for me,” he replied softly, staring into my eyes, his glowing ones holding a thousand emotions. I smiled.
“I’m not the only one. Our children adore you. All the children do. You are so good towards everyone.”
“That’s your doing, I got soft and shit.”
I laughed as he buried his nose in my neck, inhaling deeply just as I heard someone shouting that it was almost time.
“Come on, let’s head back,” he said, slipping his hand around my waist and leading me back the way we had come.
“I have to admit you aren’t wrong there, but you have come so far. Been at the front of every battle, leading our people and giving them hope,” I said softly. He really was perfect.
We fell into a serene silence as we walked out from the trees, and once again, I could see. Looking around, I saw Dante hug the twins, pointing to the sky as they prepared to let off the first of the fireworks.
We had been through a lot in life, but in the end, we prospered and came out victorious despite every challenge that was created to destroy us. Bonds, unity, trust, and love were our strengths; it was these values and strengths that helped conquer all, values we would teach our children.
“These pups are our future,” he said quietly, almost as if he knew what was on my mind. I nodded, tilting my head up to look at him.
“Our legacies,” I whispered softly as I reached up and cupped the back of his neck just as the countdown began.
“Three… two…”
But he only had eyes for me, his queen.
“I love you, my king,” I said softly.
“Love you fucking more,” he replied huskily as the fireworks exploded above us, illuminating the night sky just as his lips met mine in an explosion far more intense than a thousand fireworks.
Until the fucking end of time.
THE END