A Forbidden Mating (Unforgiven Country 2)

“Tell me you want me, Jasinda.”

“I want you, Colt,” she gasps as I tease her clit some more. “I’ll always want you.”

When she gives me that vow, I thrust deep inside of her growling one word…

Mine.

And she is. I’ve found my mate and I’m never letting her go.EpilogueJasindaFive years later“Mommy! Look what Grandpa gave us!”

The twins, Ava and Grace, come running into the kitchen, each holding a new baby doll. I look at them and then look at my father and Colt, who are walking into the house together. I go to my father and hug him close, before half-heartedly scolding him.

“You’re spoiling them.”

“That’s what a grandpa does. We spoil. I’ll be doing the same to your son when you have him next month,” he says, his hand patting my swollen stomach with love and pride. He kisses my cheek and then backs away to find the girls.

He adores them and they do him.

They hate to see him leave, but luckily this visit he’s here to stay a couple of days. I’m glad because I miss him, too. Plus, having him here means Colt will quit hovering over me as badly and let my father distract him. I’m doing great and I didn’t have a problem giving birth before, but Colt stays a nervous wreck. He says he can’t help but worry and just needs to make sure I’m okay. I may complain about it, but I know I’m lucky to have him love me so deeply. I love him the same way.

I never truly knew it was possible to love someone as much as I love Colt.

Colt comes up behind me and hugs me, placing a kiss on my neck while the girls attack their Grandpa’s leg and demand attention.

“It might not be a boy,” I tell my father, totally lying. We’re sure it’s a boy, although we haven’t told anyone.

“He’s a boy. I can smell him clearly now. You can fool some of our kind, but I’m old and been around many moons, daughter.”

“He’s got you there, mate,” Colt whispers into my ear.

I look at my father, who is now at the table. He’s pulled the girls up into his lap so he has one on each leg.

“Yeah, I guess he does,” I murmur, watching my dad.

Colt’s hand moves against my stomach, his palm lying flat there and our son kicks against it.

“He’s going to be a strong wolf,” Colt says proudly.

“Just like his father,” I agree.

“And his grandfather,” my dad adds and we all laugh.

One thing is for sure. My little boy will be loved.

I watch as my father bends down and kisses the girls on their foreheads, whispering how much he loves them. And during that, Colt is kissing on my neck and whispering in my ear.

There’s no shortage of love in our family. I never would have imagined that five years ago when I began my journey to run away from my old pack I would find myself in Unforgiven.

A mate, a wife, and now a mother. And I’m so unbelievably happy.

Completely and utterly happy.

I don’t think life could get any better, but I’m anxious to test the theory.

Luckily, Colt will be right by my side the entire time.Second EpilogueJasindaTwo years laterI watch as the girls run around the backyard, zigzagging through the trees, giggling as they chase each other. I lift my hand and shield my eyes from the sun as I look for Colt. I see him over by the garden holding Adrian on his hip, saying something to our son as he points to the vegetables. I find myself smiling as I wonder what he’s saying, if he’s giving our two-year-old advice on the proper way to pull up a carrot.

I wrangle up the girls and bring them inside. Once they’re seated at the kitchen table with their lunch in front of them, I go out to the porch and call for Colt. He’s already making his way toward the cabin, and I can hear Adrian squealing when he sees me. I lift my hand and place it over my heart, feeling so much love in that moment I could cry.

I’ve become a huge sap, it seems.

I don’t even know if I can blame it on hormones anymore, because it feels like my happiness is just so profound, I’ll break down at any moment

“Hey, baby,” Colt says gruffly as I take Adrian from his arms.

“Hey, you.”

Colt leans in and gives me a deep kiss on the mouth, but its short-lived when Adrian pushes him away. Colt laughs and ruffles his hair.

“Jealous, buddy?”

I give our little boy a kiss on the cheek, and the three of us head inside. I hear the girls fighting over the handful of chips I gave each of them for lunch, and give Colt a look that silently asks him if he can deal with that. He leans in and gives me a quick kiss on the forehead but pulls back before Adrian can push him away again.