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We stay like that, tangled and lazy and utterly ours, while the sun climbs higher and the matebond between us thrums softly like a heartbeat.

Forever isn’t scary anymore.

It’s right here.

Naked, clingy, a little wild.

And perfect.

Epilogue 3: Uncle Uzzi

My dearest Lieblings,

I have just finished reading a rather heartfelt (and, dare I say, slightly rambling) thank-you text from a certain Wolf PI who, not that long ago, insisted he was absolutely not the forever type.

Ha!

I knew better.

He claimed he didn’t believe in destiny. That he wasn’t built for love.

That he was too much of a lone Wolf for matebonds, shared bank accounts, or early morning snuggles with a beautiful, whip-smart artist who makes the sun look dim.

And yet, here we are.

Fully claimed. Fully mated.

Blissfully wrapped up in domesticity, shared laundry, and what I suspect may soon be a very positive pregnancy test.

But shh. Let’s not rush the reveal.

All thanks to a humble little spell-coded, fate-enhanced app I have named Date to Mate.

“One swipe to forever!”

(Don’t roll your eyes. Branding matters.)

When I first began this magical matchmaking journey, I relied solely on visions, tea leaves, ancestral whispers, and the occasional enchanted ferret.

But the world moves fast, my loves. Faster than a comet in orbit. And I? I adapt.

I took my old ways, mixed in a dash of pixel dust, some algorithmic charm from a few special colleagues, and voilà, a supernatural dating app powered by destiny and well-placed code.

It has been my honor (and absolute chaos) to unite Shifters, Witches, Fae, and Vampires of all stripes, and I must admit, the Wolf PI and his Sunshine may be one of my favorite matches to date.

Their story is messy, beautiful, and wildly inappropriate in the best ways.

Just like true love should be.

Now, if you’re wondering what comes next, rest assured, Uncle Uzzi is not done meddling—er, matching.

I’ve packed my white suit, my most trustworthy scrying mirror, and several extremely judgmental familiars and am en route to a delightful little town in New York state.

Why?

Because I’ve been invited to debut the Date to Mate app at the East Coast Supernatural Summit!

Can you imagine? Love in the air, magic in the WiFi, and at least six soul-bonded couples finding each other over coffee and cursed croissants.

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