This one was hard to write, but I knew that it was one of the epilogues that I wanted to share since the last book concluded. Thank you for all of your continued support. It means the world to me.
ZIYAH 721 years following Epilogue 2 – I was submerged in darkness, unable to remember what happened. There was something just out of reach in my mind. It was really fucking frustrating too. Time ticked by. It could have been minutes, hours, or years. There was no telling which it actually was. C’mon, think! I swear to all… “How long do you think it will take for her to open her eyes?” a familiar voice stage-whispered. “How about we ask her,” another voice said, clearly amused. “Little Goddess, how long until you open your eyes?” I slowly peeked one eye open to see Danthali bending over to look at me. His eyes crinkled as a smirk tugged at his lips. He looked very pleased with something. Knowing them, they were probably wagering on something. “That was precisely what we were doing. You really do know us so well,” he grinned and moved backwards, holding his hand out towards Ylonte. “Pleasure doing business with you,” he told him. Ylonte just rolled his eyes, plopped some coins
ZIYAH Today was the day that we would hopefully be able to unbind Jarin’s mother. We prepared as much as possible, but it was not like we had anyone else to practice on. Caiathus, Dante, Byron, and me had to work together to make this possible. Caiathus synthesized a compound that would act as our own binding agent. Then it was on me to use my healing abilities to spread the compound throughout her body but also to her physically. Dante would pull the fears out of her that would have been used to darken her light. At the same time, Byron would implant positive emotions to counteract the fears and brighten her light as a result. That did not sound too complicated… Who the fuck was I trying to kid? There were so many potential failures that it threatened to split my mind in half. Heat was pooling in my stomach as I drew closer to a much-needed release. “Right there,” I moaned hornily. My fingers threaded in Byron’s hair as I rode his face. His fingers were pumping in and out of me
DANTE Byron did link me in the office about what happened when our girl came. It was all the more incentive to get this fucking show on the fucking road so that I could experience it too. That was great motivation if you asked me. “Here we go…” Ziyah said, picking up a syringe. The first syringe contained the synthesized compound. Kersee was wearing a tank top to give us easy access to the well that held her light. Luckily, there was a bite guard in her mouth because it did not sound as though it felt like rainbows and motherfucking sunshine. The guard also prevented her from spitting, which was something she had a habit of doing when she was unable to do much else. Ziyah set the empty syringe down rubbed her hands together a couple of times. She, I, and Byron would be working in tandem. She would be using her magic hands as she pushed healing throughout Kersee’s body, which would also spread the compound. I would be removing her fears while Byron filled her up with all those fun f
DANTE The Council had been tracking the current of a group of rogues that was hitting packs in a seemingly random pattern, but we realized that they were doing that shit to simply throw us off. So, they were making an issue in Zone A so that people were focused their instead of Zone D, which was the real target. My girl believed that the Fire Stone pack was the next true target. The issue with these rogues was that they seemed to be altered somehow. Imagining the difference between real turtles and the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Thus, we pulled out the heavy hitters. We had Enforcers, Kade, Elle, Caiathus, me, my Sexy Fae, and a group of the Trelinin clan, which did include our favorite Granny Ayla. Unfortunately, we did not make it there before everything began, but we made it just after the rogues showed up. The good news for us was that it was easy to pinpoint these rogues. Their scent resembled garbage, and they had a dark aura around them for some reason that we had yet to
AYLA I knew it the moment that I caught his spiced cinnamon scent. My eyes found one hell of a handsome man. He was dressed in slacks and a button-down shirt. It was ripped in places and was stained with blood from battle, but it still looked good on him. It was at the moment that our eyes connected that I felt the tether that bound his soul with mine. It was odd to think that after all of these years, fate finally decided to toss me curveball and give me a fated bond to someone. Drell and I had a long and happy life together that brought us a large family. He was my best friend growing up, and our relationship developed from there. I would always love him, but I knew that he would want me to be happy. It took a long while for me to feel like I could breathe after his death, but it eventually happened. However, there was always something missing. I felt complete when it came to my family and my duty, but I did not feel complete. It was always easier to keep my sexual partners at a
AYLA Carson and I had gotten to know each other some last night. We had many things in common, but we also had enough differences to keep things interesting. We were both family-focused. He was close with his three children – two sons and a daughter. His mate, Cora, had passed away six years ago during a rogue attack. It was a miracle that he had survived, but he took it as a sign that his family and people needed him. I had briefly told him about Drell. We could understand what it was like to lose your other half. It left a gaping hole in your heart. Time helped to fill it in some, but it never truly healed entirely. Oddly, it was comforting that he could understand me with this and vice versa. He was easy-going and a very curious creature. I decided to tell him about our clan when we were at the estate today. It was normally a tightly-guarded secret, but I knew that I could trust him with it. It was a gut feeling – an instinct – which told me that Carson would hold my secret secu
KELLIS How did I describe Aldan and Grant? That was a fantastic question, fantastic indeed. The situation that we met each other in was one that I would never have wished even on an enemy. I could only imagine how my mates had felt when they saw what was happening. I had tried so fucking hard to fight them, but they were much stronger than me. I was helpless, and that was a feeling that I loathed with passion. I had expected that he would reject me. Who would want a mate like I was? I remembered how my heart raced when he saved me from them. It raced as he offered a safe space in his pack. He did not reject me, but I still feared that he would one day. Meeting Elle, as she insisted that I called her, was awkward at first since Grant was technically once her wolf-mate but knowing that there had never been any type of intimate attachment eased my heart. She really was an amazing woman who I was thankful for meeting. I also appreciated what she did for Grant because he was given to me
ALDAN Kade had pulled me aside earlier to check in on me, knowing that this visit to her home pack was bound to be incredibly difficult. My instincts would be demanding that I protect her and ensure that all who hurt her at any point be dealt with. I was thankful for the peptalk because it reminded me of an important truth. This trip was going to be rough on my mate. I needed to be her pillar of support. Kellis and I were officially bonded. It took a while for her to feel comfortable enough for us to seal the deal because of everything that had happened to her. I never wanted her to be wary of our time together, so I waited until she deemed that she was ready. Grant’s memories were extremely helpful, which was why the Goddess let them remain. He was able to help me understand how to approach her in a way that gave her absolute control. Her walls were paper-thin right now, so I was able to see some of what was going through her mind. That bastard father that just threatened her was