Epilogue — ChrisWhen we finally succeeded in getting Avery back from my ex-wife, things became extremely hectic, and the next several months were a haze of activity as we prepared to relocate to the Northeast.My decision to work for the mountain resort ultimately led to my acceptance of a position there. When she wasn't taking care of whatever pack business needed to be taken care of, Kaili found work as an art instructor at the local college. This didn't take her very long at all.Do your best to pack.I had no prior knowledge of shapeshifters, but after witnessing Kaili transform into a wolf in front of me and experiencing the sizzling sex that followed, I became a solid believer in all things paranormal, that much was certain. I never knew that shifters existed.Avery was thriving and happy in New England, with our small family of three, the forest that bordered our property that she explored as often as she could, and the horseback riding lessons that she insisted on taking befo
I dug my toes into the soft white sand and looked up at the golden and red sky. The water was blue all the way to the horizon, and the first sunbeams were just starting to shine on its surface. It was quiet on the beach, so I closed my eyes and let the Caribbean breeze kiss my skin one last time.I had been running away to Isla Mujeres for years. When I had a few days between cruises, I would go back to the tiny apartment I rented here. It was just a few steps from the ocean and a place of peace and quiet. I would eat seafood that was brought in fresh every morning by a fisherman who lived two streets away and was expertly cooked by his tiny, old grandmother at their little storefront. I'd relax in the bright red hammock I'd strung up in the backyard, read, take naps, and enjoy the peace and color of my own little piece of paradise.It was a beautiful life built on an ugly lie.Every day I was here, I told myself it was fine to treat myself. That I was "finding myself" and that my tim
As soon as I put the car in park, I let go of my white-knuckled grip on my fingers. I just sat there for a moment and let my heart rate slow down.I may have learned to drive in this exact Range Rover from the mid-1970s, but that was when it was just a broken-down shell. Between the time I left home and the time he died, my grandfather turned it into a "project" and lovingly over-engineered it until it was a complete monster. In the meantime, I had hardly driven at all during that time.It would be an understatement to say that the long trip down mountain back roads covered in snow and the change to the busy streets of downtown Boston were not fun. I'd spent most of it complaining to myself that I wouldn't have to make this drive at all if my grandfather hadn't spent so much time on the perfect metallic Ardennes green paint job and so little time on pack business. We would have all been better off with a proper succession plan than with a dashboard that was modified to hold so many hi
I let myself have a moment of pure satisfaction as I looked at the reservations spreadsheet on the iPad at the front desk. In the hospitality business, January was often a slow month. Even in cities like Boston that are doing well, most businesses had to work harder to keep sales up after the holidays.The fact that A Taste of Magic was a shining exception to that rule gave me a lot of pleasure.It didn't matter what the pride said. It could laugh all it wanted about the "vanity project" Sam and I were "indulging in" while we put off growing up and taking our rightful places as mates to dominant females, as every good panther male should. But, like they always did, they were talking out of their rear ends. Sam and I were building an empire together in a quiet way. One that meant we'd never have to be submissive little house-husbands like my brother Benno and my father. I was going to be someone, and I had the proof in the form of a full reservations list and a balance sheet.Even thou
As I ran along the ridge, snow crunched under my paws and stuck to my fur. In the murky twilight to my right, I saw the skeleton of a ski lift, which was then eaten up by a swirl of fat snowflakes. I only caught a quick glimpse of it long enough to see the number six on its base. The sign's once-cherry-red paint was chipped, peeling, and had faded to a rusty color.When I saw it, old muscle memory kicked in, and I turned a few degrees to the west. As I ran up the hill, my legs burned, but I loved the stinging heat of the effort. I hadn't been able to run around in my wolf form since I went home for a short visit last summer, and I'd been stuck inside too much lately, working too hard on business plans. It felt good to run, to stretch my legs and remind myself that even though things were a mess, I was still alive, which meant I could still make things better.The fact that I knew The Slopes were in such bad shape made the mood-boosting effect of my exercise less strong. Even though it
When a fist banged on my door, it was almost 9 p.m., and my eyes were blurry and hurting from too much writing, typing, and squinting at the small print of online business guides. I was so focused on my work when I heard the sound, and it was so sudden that I jumped and dropped my protein bar wrappers, a notebook, and two highlighters. The noise made me feel even more uneasy, and my heart was pounding loudly in my chest as I jumped down to pick up the things I had dropped and then put them back on the messy table.Who could be knocking on my door so late at night? Maybe another guest got my room mixed up with someone else's. I made a face and hoped they weren't lost and drunk if that was the case.When I stood up, my right foot hurt, and I winced. I would learn one day not to sit on it while I worked. Maybe. As I stumbled toward the door, I tried hard to shake off the feeling of being startled.Even if it was a drunk hotel guest, so what? It wasn't like I hadn't dealt with them a mill
It took a while for the words to sink in. Then my stomach dropped, and fear and confusion shot through me like a rocket.Oh, goddammit. This was the beginning? I ran my eyes over her again, from head to toe and back again. My mind was racing, and I couldn't get my expectations and reality to match up. I thought she would be an older, power-hungry woman, but she wasn't. In fact, with her loose, comfortable pajamas and messy ponytail, she looked like a college girl from the west coast who was home for winter break. The soft fabric of her top made it easy for me to see her tanned skin and big breasts. Her waist was small, and then her hips were full and curvy, which was very attractive. Her arms and shoulders were thin, but there were ripples of muscle underneath. It was clear that she worked out or enjoyed sports. Her hair was the color of expensive caramel, and even though the top of her head didn't reach my shoulder, her whiskey-colored eyes were on fire. In other situations, I'd b
When the Alpha left, I hung out in the hotel room on purpose for a while. I didn't want to be caught doing something I'd have to explain if she came back to check on me out of the blue. When it became clear that she wasn't going to show up out of the blue, I went to get my phone. I knew my mother would expect me to check in, but I wasn't sure if I could keep from yelling at her for setting me up like she did. I instead called Sam. On the second ring, he picked up. “Hey.” "Did you get in touch with the attorneys?" “Yeah.” I could hear the background noise change as he moved from where he was to a quieter spot. "They are putting together the paperwork, but it will take a few days. How did the Alpha work out?" "To be honest, I'm not even sure." I dragged a hand down my face. "She's not what I was looking for." He asked, "What do you mean?" I told him everything that had happened and told him that she was young and hadn't been expecting me. I told him how she broke apart at the slig
Epilogue — ChrisWhen we finally succeeded in getting Avery back from my ex-wife, things became extremely hectic, and the next several months were a haze of activity as we prepared to relocate to the Northeast.My decision to work for the mountain resort ultimately led to my acceptance of a position there. When she wasn't taking care of whatever pack business needed to be taken care of, Kaili found work as an art instructor at the local college. This didn't take her very long at all.Do your best to pack.I had no prior knowledge of shapeshifters, but after witnessing Kaili transform into a wolf in front of me and experiencing the sizzling sex that followed, I became a solid believer in all things paranormal, that much was certain. I never knew that shifters existed.Avery was thriving and happy in New England, with our small family of three, the forest that bordered our property that she explored as often as she could, and the horseback riding lessons that she insisted on taking befo
KailiI couldn't believe we'd done it.We had succeeded in rescuing Avey from her mother, who was a wicked witch.It all felt like a dream at the time, but as I saw Chris's young child devour her cheeseburger and grin when she got the hiccups, I realized that it was all perfectly real.After the burgers and ice cream, we went to watch the newest Disney movie, and by the time it was through, Avery was sound asleep in the back seat as we drove home. She exuded an air of serenity and contentment, which was a marked contrast to how I remembered seeing her in the past.Chris said something to the effect of, "So," as he slowly drew into the driveway. "Don't you have something to tell me?"Since the time I made the promise to tell him everything following the conclusion of the legal proceeding, I had been dreading having to deliver on this. I responded in the same subdued manner, "I do; but, I think for the time being we should get Avery into bed.""No room for debate there," I said. Chris p
ChrisThe casino's official opening went off without a hitch, and business was brisk throughout the day. In spite of the fact that I was a bit concerned about what Kaili had said, I had faith that she would tell me about it when she had promised that she would.After the casino had opened its doors, I found myself in a position of relative uncertainty. A few days before the court case, I didn't especially want to hunt for a new job in Las Vegas if I gained Avery back and could make an informed choice regarding Kaili, Avey, and my future.As a result, I spent the following few days either reading up on how to behave in court or simply hanging out with my lovely fiancee and gaining a deeper understanding of her than I could have ever imagined.I woke up bright and early on the morning of the court date, far before my alarm went off. The day of the court date came bright and early. My stomach was in knots, and I could feel a cold sweat coming out on the top of my head.Kaili whispered in
KAILIAfter I stepped out of my room wearing my dress, it had been a bit difficult to convince Chris to leave the house without him taking my clothes off first.However, we were finally able to arrive in the casino at eight in the evening. Chris escorted me to a seat in the vicinity and then dashed off to go over some last-minute details with Marcus, leaving me to observe the goings-on around me while I sipped on a beverage."It really is very remarkable, don't you think?" A question was posed in a casual tone by a male voice. A peculiar looking man in a tuxedo and holding a martini approached and sat down on the seat beside me. He gave off the impression that he was trying to pass himself off as James Bond.I responded with a noncommittal "Indeed it is" while taking a swig from the beverage I was holding.The weird individual asked while also taking a swig from his own beverage, "So, who are you to Chris over there?" He asked this question with a menacing glint in his eyes."His fian
KAILIAfter Chris went for his job, I found it extremely challenging to concentrate on any aspect of my work for the remainder of the day. My mind was going in circles as I contemplated the prospect of Avey being in my immediate vicinity on a consistent basis, as well as Ainsley's stunning revelation from the previous day.I stopped even trying to work somewhere around lunchtime and instead sat in front of the television to watch romantic comedies until Chris got home from work.As soon as I heard his car pull into the driveway, I jumped to my feet and ran to the front porch, where I waited for him to exit the vehicle.He welcomed me with "Evening, Kaili," as he climbed the short flight of stairs that led up to our apartment.Before taking my hand and guiding me into the living room, he gave me a little kiss on the cheek."Chris, are you sure that everything is okay?" I inquired while maintaining eye contact with him. He had a pallid and perspiring appearance, and his leg was bouncing
KailiThe following morning, I awoke in Chris's arms, but I had no recollection of how I got into bed with him. While he was watching me sleep, he was absentmindedly running his fingers through my hair while wearing the warmest and most loving expression on his face.He smiled broadly and whispered, "Morning, Kaili," greeting her in a quiet voice. "Glad to see you're awake. Before we get started for the day, I have a phone call that I need to make."Okay," I responded sleepily, "as long as you keep stroking my hair like that."Chris laughed as he grabbed his phone from the nightstand next to his bed and fiddled with it for a few minutes before continuing to laugh. After that, he put the gadget to his ear and waited for the person to whom he had called to respond to his inquiry.My eyelids began to slowly close on their own as I continued to pay attention to what he had to say. It was unimportant what he was saying; what was important was that he was talking. His voice soothed me like
CHRIS Following the meal, Kaili and I went into the living room to relax. She still gave off the impression of being a little disoriented; it was obvious that she had a lot on her mind. She moved closer to me until she was leaning against my side, and then she reached for her phone and unlocked it. Then, she launched the Facebook program on her mobile device and navigated to an image that had a bottle of champagne and a pair of teeny-tiny baby shoes propped up against it. While Kaili was looking at the photo, she let out a long sigh, and it didn't take me long to figure out that it was the reason why her thoughts had been racing about in such a frantic manner.I pounced on her phone as soon as she got up a short while later to go to the restroom, and I did so before the screen lock activated. After that, I went to her contacts list and looked there. Wynette was at the very pinnacle of her field. I accessed her contact page on her website and snapped a picture of it on my phone as soo
Chris After a long day at work, as soon as I stepped foot inside my home, I had the unmistakable impression that something was off. When I went in the front door, Kaili did not respond; instead, she was looking sightlessly at a spot on the wall while her laptop had fallen asleep on her lap. This was not typical of her in any way, shape, or form. “Kaili?” As I made my way up to her and came to a stop in front of her, I inquired in a hushed tone. She did not respond at all, and I had to fight the impulse to wave my palm in front of her face. However, she did not respond. "Kaili, my sweetheart, how are you doing?" As I looked at her face, which was expressionless, a number of different ideas raced through my head. She was upset over what had happened the day before. Someone she cared about had been affected by something that had taken place. She was making her exit. “Chris?” Kaili inquired as she quickly blinked her eyes. Her eyes were bloodshot and watery, and her voice had cracked
As I bade Chris farewell the following morning, I couldn't help but experience a twinge of melancholy. The day before, following our sexual encounter, he remained in bed with me for the remainder of the day. After having intense discussions, watching N*****x while eating pizza, and engaging in such intense sexual activity, I was astonished that either one of us was still able to move. After leaving it on the couch in the living room the day before, I strolled back into the space and retrieved my laptop from where it had been sitting. When I opened the cover, I heard a gentle chiming noise coming from the speakers, and after investigating more, I found out that it was a notice from my F******k email account. I seldom ever used F******k; tThe only reason I signed up for it in the first place was so that I could stay in touch with one of my customers. I hadn't logged onto that particular social media platform in such a long time, that I'd really forgotten that I was a member of the comm