My Friend's Dirty Uncle

“I love you too,” I whispered against his mouth. And in that moment, I finally believed the alpha. The hurt and the pain had transformed into something magical – something unreal and beautiful that made me realize Hunter was my soulmate.

“I swear, I’ll never hurt you again,” Hunter vowed. “I came to Kolkata as penance for the wrongs I’d done, and like an angel, you appeared in this city,” he said, holding me tight. “You can’t imagine how it’s been without you. I’ve been devastated, sweetheart, and I swear I’ll make up for this past year.”

As I kissed him, I knew he meant every word. “I know, Hunter,” I said softly. “I know. Because I love you too. These last two days have been terrible because I didn’t know what to do. I love you,” was my choked admission, “but at the same time, I’m so afraid of being hurt again.”

The alpha gazed at me, blue eyes fierce.

“Please believe me when I say nothing will ever come between us again, Dani.”

And with a thickness in my throat, I raised my arms to him and silently nodded yes with love in my eyes. Because our relationship started out as a summer of love between a corporate tycoon and a naïve teenager, and yet it developed into something more. Our love took us from the sandy beaches of Long Island all the way to the teeming bustle of Kolkata, and yet this was exactly where I belonged. In Hunter’s arms … forever and always.

THE END