Page 78 of Wild Card

Epilogue

Lennox

Almost A Year Later

The biting wind is a pain in the ass, but the background is so beautiful I’m in awe. Today has been one for the memory books.

Rush, Bear, and Thorne took me to see a lighthouse and a shipwreck that’s been on the beach for nearly sixty years. There’s some deterioration, but it’s in incredible shape for being out in the elements for so long. It’s down by the shoreline in a little inlet on the mainland.

Once that adventure is over, we all pile back into Bear’s truck.

There’s an actual farm house that we’ll be staying in for a mini-vacation, but it’s an hour drive inland.

I don’t mind a bit because the truck smells exactly like all three of my alphas. Although, Shera has an odor of wet dog from playing on the beach as we checked out the shipwreck.

Still, I snuggle into Rush and listen to the old school rock Bear and Thorne are so fond of.

“Finally,” Bear grumbles from the driver’s seat as we drive down the small dirt road.

I’m in the backseat, and I lean toward the middle console.

I’ve never seen anything like the view through the windshield.

A picturesque lake framed with a row of five houses in a semicircle sits in the middle of an otherwise dense forest of trees.

It’s cozy and rural, but so damn pretty.

One of Rush’s old teammates owns the house on the far left. He showed us extensive pictures that in no way, shape, or form did this place justice.

I can’t imagine owning something like this and using it only as a vacation home, but maybe that’s just from growing up poor.

It was kind of a hike to get up here from the town we stopped in to fill the coolers, and there is something to be said for having amenities close by. Maybe that’s why they only stay here on occasion.

The trees are all covered in a light dusting of snow on the branches and the ground is saturated too, but it’s something in the way the setting sun glimmers over the frozen lake that takes my breath away.

“It’s beautiful,” I whisper, blinking as I take everything in.

“Not half as beautiful as you.” Thorne twists in his seat and tilts my head until he can capture my mouth. He shoves his tongue into my mouth as Rush grabs my ass from behind.

Rush teases his fingers down, squeezing my pussy. “Damn, I bet I could bend you over in the hot tub and no one would even hear you scream.” He chuckles darkly. “Especially since Brad said the other neighbors are away too. It really is just us out here.”

“If you go in the hot tub, she stays in the water,” Bear growls. “She’s not catching pneumonia on my watch.”

I snort against Thorne’s lips and move to kiss my grumpy alpha.

Bear really is a terrible traveler, but I think it’s cute.

“Love you, grumpy bear.”

The next morning we have a lazy start. We eat breakfast together, but Rush and Bear head out to scrape and brush the lake…

Whatever that means.

Rush is beyond talented at ice skating. I imagine some of that is from literal years of his life being spent on the ice as a profession.

Bear is good too from the time he spent playing hockey in middle and high school, which is kind of incredible to me.

Seriously, he’s a giant.

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