Page 65 of Unforgivable Fate

“Someone could walk by and see us.” he teased. “The whole pack was out here last night and they’ll be getting up and heading home soon if they haven’t already.”

“Let them watch.” Nova moaned as he twisted the hand between her legs, sliding one finger between her slick folds and finding her clit. “Maybe they could learn a thing or two.”

He chuckled, “You think we’re that good, huh?”

“I know we are.” She reached down and tugged on his head, “Come back up here and kiss me again.”

He did as he was told, enjoying the way she got bossy when she was horny. Hell, who was he kidding? He liked her bossy whenever and wherever. He wasn’t the kind of man or wolf that needed to show he was in control of his mate to anyone. Least of all her.

“I’m here.” He brushed his lips over hers teasingly, “Now what would my mate like?”

“Take your cock in your hand.” Nova bit her lip and smiled up at him seductively.

He groaned but did as he was told, holding himself up with one elbow, “And?”

“Put it inside me.”

“Anything for my mate.” He grinned as he positioned himself at her entrance and thrust deep. Since he was in a playful mood he stilled his body despite the urge to buck hard and fast and waited. When Nova narrowed her eyes and glared at him he played innocent. “You didn’t tell me what to do next.”

“Make love to me.” She growled, her eyes going gold momentarily and she looked so lovely with her wolf just beneath her skin, so fierce and proud and his, that he did exactly that.

He made love to her in the grass, outside, in the morning sun where anyone walking by could see. He went slow and worshipped every part of her. Kissed every inch of her. He dragged it out, never wanting to leave her body, and when they finally crested the hill and their climax overtook them, it was his name that Nova cried out and nothing had ever felt more right to him.

It was that moment, right then and there, that he knew he would look back on in ten, twenty maybe even sixty years’ time and smile, because it was the start of their happily ever after.

EPILOGUE

Nova stood in Leo’s living room, surrounded by her sisters, wearing a cream colored gown that had once been her mother’s wedding dress.

It had been altered to fit her and a few changes had been made to update it. The puffy sleeves had been removed and put into storage along with the large bustle. It left Nova in a slip of cream satin and lace that skimmed her body like a lover’s caress and made her feel beautiful without the added feeling of being a kid playing dress up.

The dress was perfect and nobody was more surprised when Luna produced it than Nova.

She had cried when Luna carefully unpacked it. She had argued that she was the youngest and one of her sisters should have had the honor of wearing it. But both Luna and Maya had assured her that they’d been keeping it safe for her, not themselves.

She was the youngest, that was true, but in so many ways she was also the strongest of them and this, her sisters and eventually even her brother, had assured her, was what their mother would have wanted.

Nobody really understood how it had managed to survive all these years though.

Most shifter wedding gowns were shredded on the wedding night. It was tradition after all for the newly wedded couple to shift together and run through the woods. But Nova could just imagine her mother holding out a finger to keep her new husband back and threatening he’d never have an heir if he so much as snagged her beautiful gown.

But it wasn’t just that it had survived their wedding night. It had survived Maddox invading their home and imprisoning Luna in the basement. It had survived the fight that ensued when Michael, Darius and the other Enforcers from the Moirae Pack came rushing in to save them. It had still been there, untouched and all but forgotten, when Luna had finally worked up the nerve to revisit their old home and go through their parents belongings.

Luna had already been married then. She’d mated Michael and they’d completed a joint wedding ceremony with his brother, Rafe, and Zoey. So Luna had left the dress in the box and taken it to show Maya. Maya, being Maya, had sworn at the time she was never getting married or mated and didn’t want a thing to do with the dress. When that had changed, when she’d met Zander, Luna had talked to her about the gown again but they’d both decided that their mother would have wanted Nova to have it.

She was the last of them. The baby of the family. Her mother’s pride and joy. So they’d kept the dress stored away and surprised Nova with it only once she told them she’d agreed to marry Griffin.

Now, standing in the dress, knowing that the rest of her family and the entirety of the Crescent Pack was waiting for her on the other side of that door, just as they must have waited for her mother all those years ago, she felt tears well in her eyes again.

“Hey.” Luna put a soothing hand on her back, “None of that now. You’ll ruin your makeup.”

“Did you change your mind? You want to run?” Maya raised her eyebrows. “Because my bike is…”

“Oh my God.” Zoey smacked Maya in the shoulder, “Do not tell me that you brought a getaway vehicle to this wedding.”

“I…”

“I said don’t tell me.” Zoey covered her ears and Nova couldn’t hold it in anymore, she burst into laughter.

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