Page 84 of The Alpha's Stolen Mate

“Then, I accept. I want to be your partner. Your Luna. Your wife. I want to be yours,” I said, and my heart filled with happiness.

“You're mine, just like I’m yours.”

We grinned at each and Gabriel pulled me into a warm hug. His hands slid through my hair. I lay my head on his shoulder.

When I pulled slightly away, I felt a tug in my chest, pulling me back toward him.

I put my hand over my heart and cocked my head

“Did you just feel that, too?” Gabriel asked. He had his hand over his chest like mine.

“Yeah, I wonder what that was about—“ I gasped as I looked at the small space between us.

The golden thread that had worked so hard to mend itself this past week flickered to life again.

No, it didn’t just flicker.

The golden thread remained, connecting our souls. It was invisible after a moment, but it was still there. I didn’t have to see it in order to sense that my heart and soul were connected to Gabriel’s.

Our mating bond was mended.

Gabriel and I’s gazes locked together. His green eyes were gleaming with joy, and his smile was wide and bright.

“The bond…” I trailed off and put a hand over his heart just for the simple desire of wanting to feel it beat.

“It’s back,” Gabriel said with awe in his tone. He lifted a slightly shaky hand and laid it over my heart, too.

For a moment, we stood in the middle of his room, feeling the other’s heart pound. Mine was beating for him, just like his was beating for me.

“I love you and Grayson more than anything, Summer,” he murmured with his eyes on mine, his hand covering my heart. With his other hand, he cupped my cheek and drew me closer to him.

Of their own accord, my eyes fluttered closed.

“You and our son are my whole entire world, baby,” Gabriel whispered. “There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do for you two.”

He was so close that his warm breath hit my cheek, and I shivered with pleasure.

“Thank you for trusting me with your heart again. I swear that you can trust me with it,” he said, just before he pressed a gentle kiss to my lips.

I savored the sweet kiss, and when he pulled slightly away, I grinned.

“I know I can,” I said and then kissed him again.

Chapter Twenty-seven:

Gabriel POV

*Six months later*

“We look pretty good, don’t we, Dad?” Grayson said as he struck a silly pose in the floor-length mirror.

I laughed and crouched down to fix his lopsided light-blue bowtie.

“We do, buddy,” I said and stood up. “Are you ready to perform your very important job today?”

Grayson stood up straight and patted the pocket of his gray dress pants.

“I am,” my son assured me.

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