Royal Elite Epilogue (Royal Elite 7)

“Hey, Remi,” Ronan calls out for his son and he comes running, jumping in his father’s arms. “Tell your mummy who loves her most in the world.”

“Daddy and Remi.”

“That’s right.” Ronan fist-bumps with him.

“And Uncle Knox!”

“And your Uncle Knox, when he’s not getting himself in trouble.”

“My brother doesn’t get himself in trouble.” Teal goes straight to the defensive.

“He kind of does,” my wife says. “Though it’s not always his fault.”

“Thank you!” Teal squeezes Elsa’s shoulder.

“You did well and will be rewarded by Lars later.” Ronan puts his son to his feet. “Off you go, my second in command.”

Remi stands upright and makes a salute. “Yes, sir.”

Everyone laughs as he runs at full speed and crashes into Brandon and Eli.

Everyone except me, because I’m contemplating a way to kidnap Elsa out of here and have her all to myself.

After Eli falls asleep.

I pull out my phone and email Jonathan because he dislikes texts. Usually, I would purposely text him, but I need him for grandpa duties this weekend.

It’s been some time since I had Jonathan’s island all for me and my wife.

From: Aiden King

To: Jonathan King

Subject: Don’t You Miss Your Grandkid?

I’ll bring him over this weekend.

From: Jonathan King

To: Aiden King

Subject: Don’t You Miss Your Grandkid?

No.

He’s probably planning to go to the island with my stepmum himself, and he can get stiff as fuck when it comes to her time. I smirk as I type.

From: Aiden King

To: Jonathan King

Subject: Don’t You Miss Your Grandkid?

You had your chance. I’m calling Aurora.

From: Jonathan King

To: Aiden King