Page 385 of Warlords, Witches & Wolves

Epilogue

Tabitha sat on the back veranda, watching as Luna squawked at the chickens in the pen, trying to communicate her good intentions to them. The chooks could probably scent the lie, knowing the girl was there to steal their eggs. Still, her daughter thought it didn’t hurt to try.

Anything to make an omelette easier and keep her pets happy.

Strong arms snaked around her from behind, and though there was a second’s hesitation, it didn’t take long for her to relax into them. It was amazing how much one year of adoration had done to erase the horror she’d faced. And rebuild her trust. Thankfully, there had been no further incursions by the dogmatic warriors.

Tabitha knew it was naive, but she was determined to think it finished. At least for now. Hopefully, they’d be so occupied with Ryan and his team chasing them around the country that they would forget she even existed.

“What puts that frown on your face?” Jarrad asked. His hands stroked her stomach, traced the underside of her breast. Fire woke in her belly.

“Just thinking,” she said, turning to face him, “that it’s been entirely too long since you made love to me.”

“This morning wasn’t enough?” Cocky wolf.

“Nope.” She shot him a saucy smile. “You rushed.”

“I’ll give you rushed,” he growled, slipping a hand down her pants. Just as Luna disappeared into the kitchen with the eggs.

Jarrad’s fingers stroked through her slick folds, finding her nub and lavishing it with attention. It didn’t take him long to bring her to her peak and over it, planting kisses on her neck as she panted out her orgasm.

“Still too rushed,” she breathed, turning in his arms to steal a kiss. “But I’m redoing the wards around the house tonight. You can join me after.” She wasn’t taking any chances. Even with the Goddess and Moon blessed ward that surrounded pack lands.

“Sky-clad?”

“Sky-clad,” she said, running teasing fingers down his arms.

Jarrad let out a howl, and joy filled her. “I suppose I’ll have to get used to lots of that,” she mused.

“Lots of what? Orgasms?”

“No, fur-face. Howling.” She laughed. “When I have your pups, they’ll probably keep everyone up all night howling.”

“Werewolf pups don’t howl until—” He stopped mid-sentence as what she said registered. “Tabitha?”

“Feel like running after two tiny terrors, Alpha? They won’t be as easy as the big one,” she said with a sly nod towards the house.

“Hell yes!” he whooped, picking her up and twirling her around. “I love you,” he murmured against her lips as he put her feet back on the floor.

“I love you, too,” she replied as she took his mouth with hers.

It was Jarrad who broke away first.

“Now let’s go tell our girl,” he said with a grin.

Tabitha’s heart melted. The sun set over the mountains, bathing them in blue, orange and gold. It glowed, almost as bright as Tabitha’s heart. Look what she’d have missed if she hadn’t learned to trust the wolf.

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