“What is it?” she asks. There is nothing she hates more than being woken up. I’ve learned a lot about her in two months.
“Look,” I say, pointing to her belly. Two white lights are glowing inside her belly.
“Oh my God, Dane. Twins. Girls.”
“How do you know they are girls?” I ask in awe.
“I can hear them. Their souls are waiting for them. No… their wolves are waiting for them. I can see them. All four of them.
I’m not going to lie. Tears fill my eyes as my hands go to her belly. I rub it gently.
“Girls. I can’t believe it.”
“Believe it. Tara and Peggy.”
“Tara and Peggy?”
“That’s what they say their names are.”
“I love them,” I reply.
“They want to go to sleep now, daddy. They have a lot of growing left to do.”
“Of course,” I say, pulling the covers back over her belly. I lie back down beside her, and she turns and lays her head on my chest.
“I’m so happy,” she murmurs. “You’ve made me so happy.”
“You have no idea how happy you’ve made me,” I tell her. I can feel her smile against my chest. Soon, she’s asleep again.
From the moment she became my alpha female, my mate, my queen, she brought my pack together. All the problems we had before her disappeared. Everyone was on edge without my mate to balance everything out. My life has never been better than it is right now and it’s only going to get better.
Five months later, our girls were born and blessed our pack. Holding them in my arms is surreal. Two baby girls in hundreds of years. These two are destined for big things and it’s our job to make sure that happens for them.
“Seneca, my love, thank you,” I tell her as she rests in our bed after giving birth to our babies.
“No need to thank me, husband. We did this together. Forever,” she says just before I lean down and kiss her.
Every day with this woman is an adventure and I can’t wait to journey this life and the next with her.
Epilogue
Seneca
Ten Years Later
“Oh, fuck. Just like that, Dane. Fuck,” I scream as he pounds into my pussy from behind. His hips hit mine with every powerful thrust. I can feel every single inch of him inside me. He pulses for me, just as I do for him—our favorite position. The party we went to tonight is long over, but I left my pearls on. The long ones hang down my back instead of the front. Dane clutches them briefly for leverage before moving down to my hips. Every time his hands are on my skin, it leaves a trail of fire.
“Shush, woman. You want to wake the whole house?” he growls, but he never stops or slows his pace. His fingers dig into my hips, warning me. Suddenly, he pulls out of me and moves around in front of me. His hard cock is right in my face. Mmm. I moan. Still on my knees, I wrap my lips around him and suck it just the way he likes. I love to do it. I love to make my man happy. He pumps his hips, pushing his cock deeper into my throat. I take it all. While I am sucking him like the world’s best lollipop, he fills my pussy with his fingers. He fucks me with them while I take him to the edge. Suddenly, he pulls his fingers out of me and
Before he comes, he pulls out of my mouth and flips me over onto my back. He lifts my legs into the air and spreads my thighs wide. He glides his cock through my folds and teases my ass before moving back up and slamming into me. He thrusts in and out, harder, and harder, over, and over until I come epically, just like I do every time. I feel him fill me with his seed.
“Dane,” I moan, coming again, my pussy flexing like crazy around him.
“Seneca, shit. Stop, you’re killing me.” I do it again, just because I can. I laugh at the pained look on his face. “Brat,” he says pulling out of me.
“I try,” I say hoping up from the bed and kissing him. He lifts me into his arms, and I wrap my legs around his waist.
“You’re gonna be the death of me,” he growls into my neck.
“Nah,” I say, giggling as his beard rubs against my skin.