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"What happened?" I asked again, concerned that he'd been sliced open by what look like something large and jagged.

Like a claw.

He rolled off of me and I whimpered at the loss of his heat and his touch.

When he didn't answer I rose up over him and looked him in the eye again. "Isaac, you're scaring me. What happened?"

"I was going to wait until later to tell you this, but it seems your blood magic is a little trickier than we thought. Especially when there is someone close by who shares my exact blood."

"Magnus," I whispered, the connection clicking. In between my conversation with Ensley and the blinding need to be with my Alpha, I’d forgotten all about leaving Magnus shielded in the cave. "He's here."

"Aye, that he is, and he's on a rampage."

Epilogue

Isaac

The wedding ceremony conducted a month later may have been an intimate, two-person affair in a public courthouse, but it was perfect to me. It was also all we had time for at the moment.

"How do you feel, Mrs. Ferguson?" I asked, as I stroked my hand down her bare leg.

Kitra smiled, and stared down at her hand and the gigantic diamond in the shape of a dragon's egg. "Like a concubine."

I snorted at her answer. "You do realize that still means something different here than it does in the fae realm, right?"

"Oh well. I'll try to remember that, but there are entirely too many rules here for me to remember everything."

"You are my wife and my mate. Wife by human law, and mate by fate and love."

"Are you trying to romance me?"

I looked at her sharply. "I knew I shouldn't have gotten us those smartphones. There is too much noise on the internet. Especially that dancing app you love far too much."

She laughed. "Get over it, already. I've learned a lot about modern humans on those devices. It's been a wild crash course. Not to mention it's helping us track Magnus."

"Who continues to evade us while wreaking havoc that we have to go behind him and clean up. This was not what I expected our honeymoon to look like."

"I've taken your knot three times already today. What more were you expecting?"

I arched my brow. “I know you’re not trying to imply that you weren’t begging for it each and every time.”

“I’m not implying anything, my love.”

Her overly sweet response did not fool me. My little beast had gotten a little big for her britches since coming to the human realm.

I leaned over and swatted her ass good and hard. “Just remember, your heat is coming again soon, little beast. I could withhold my knot until you’re absolutely mindless for it.”

She narrowed her eyes. “You could, but you won’t.”

I gave her a look that would make her wonder. But she was right. I’d never let her hurt like that. I would do anything to keep my love and omega safe and happy. But she could bank on me finding some creative ways to make her rethink some of that sass.

“Holy shit!” Kitra shot to her feet, that questionable cellphone device waving in front of her face. “We’ve got him.”

A growl erupted from my throat as I too jumped from my feet. “Where is he? I’m going to kill him.”

“We have to catch him first. Plus, I still say you have to talk to him before you do anything rash.”

“Biting his head off and tossing his body into the ocean is not rash. It’s a well thought out plan.”

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