Her Beast

“I was just existing before I saw you in my library. Not a moment goes by that I’m not grateful you were tutoring Dwayne.”

She truly believed it was the best decision she had ever made. Her love for this man knew no bounds, and it wasn’t just a crush either. Her future was tied to him, and it was a life she intended to enjoy.

Epilogue

Seven months later

“You’re making everyone nervous,” Hope said.

Beast turned back to look at his wife. Perspiration dotted her brow, and she looked tired, way too tired for his liking. She’d been in labor now for a couple of hours, and he was about ready to lose his shit at anyone who dared comment on him being a new father.

He’d read the fucking books, and not just that, he’d also read the statistics about some women not making it through their pregnancy.

If he lost Hope … no, he couldn’t have that thought. There was no way in hell that he was going to lose the only woman he’d ever loved in this life. He would fight for her.

Finally, a doctor entered, and he tapped him on the shoulder. “A word please.” They left the room, and Beast grabbed the man around the neck, slamming him against the wall. “I don’t know if you’re aware, but I’m Beast Carson. You’re treating Hope Carson, my wife. If she dies while giving birth, I’m going to kill you, and the entire line of your family, are we clear?”

The doctor nodded. “I can see why I was assigned your wife.”

Beast smiled. He’d have given the good doctor a warning in the hospital room, but he didn’t want to upset his wife.

Going to the head of the bed, she gave him a glare.

“Ignore everything he says,” Hope said. “He’s what the nurses are calling ‘new daddy.’” She smiled up at him. “Behave.”

“I will as soon as I know everyone and everything is going to be fine.”

She cupped his cheek, which she did every single time he was agitated. “It’s going to be okay.”

Her face scrunched up as a new contraction began. He held her hand as each one built until they were mere seconds apart, and the doctor announced it was time to push.

For Beast, he’d tortured, maimed, killed, but nothing could have prepared him for those moments of waiting, of being petrified that he would lose the only woman he’d ever loved in all of his life. She was younger than he was, but that didn’t make his feelings for her any less. That love would last a lifetime, and as he heard the screams of his little girl being born, another love swept over him, a fatherly love.

Their little girl was placed in Hope’s arms, and he felt exactly that … hope.

“Look at what we made,” she said. “Our beautiful little girl.”

He kissed her head.

“I must look so ugly right now,” she said, laughing.

“You’re the most beautiful woman in the world.” Staring into her eyes as their bundle of joy wriggled, Beast knew without a doubt, he’d found his very reason for living, and he intended to hold onto the both of them for the rest of his life.

The End