Page 133 of Stolen By the Alpha Hunter
It makes my heart twist…but there’s no pain now.
Just promise.
Because Javi is a man who keeps his word.
“I love you,” I whisper. “Now…can we start by having sex again?”
He laughs against my neck, and his hand settles on my breast to pinch my nipple. “Gladly.”
And that’s how we start our forever…bound together, body and soul, under the full moon.
EPILOGUE
JAVI
Iguess our love was too big to fit in one tiny package…because we got two.
Morning breaks on a crisp fall morning, the leaves changing and the grass going grey and brittle as November rolls in. It’s my first time outside in about thirty-six hours, and I give myself a second to breathe in the scent of approaching winter.
It feels strange that this would be the world our babies our born into—because I’ll always associate Peaches with spring. She’s flowers blooming, fruit on the vine, the promise of something better than the lot I was given in life.
I’ve been away from her side for all of five minutes and I already miss her.
Fuck…she’s got me wrapped around her little finger.
And it’s only a matter of time before our girls do too.
Fresh air can wait.
I turn around and walk back into the den, only a few people up and around as they head off for kitchen duty or to work in the garden. I brush past a couple people I know, getting whispered words of congratulation, and then I see Colt coming around the corner with his little girl strapped to his chest in a sling. Heshoots me a wide grin and waves, and I take his hand when he extends it for a shake.
“You look like hell,” he says.
“Spoken like a man who knows what it’s like,” I say. “And you only hadone.”
“Hey, it’s not a competition,” Colt scoffs, raising his hands. “Plus, Maggie wants more kids so…I might have you beat soon.”
“Didn’t you just say it’s not a competition?” I laugh. “Besides…I think we’re gonna hold off on more for a while. We need time to get to know each other.”
“It’s gonna be easier than you think,” Colt says. “Also harder. But focus on the easy part.”
“Wow, that was encouraging,” I say.
Colt claps his hand on my shoulder. “You’ve got this, man. Oh and don’t freak out, but Peaches has company.”
I sigh, but it’s more out of exhaustion than annoyance. Shealwayshas company, and she needs to rest.
“Of course she does,” I chuckle.
I keep heading down the hall, hearing hushed voices as I get close to our room. The door is cracked open, and I push it open gently and look in.
I’ll never get tired of looking at her.
Peaches sits in our nest, surrounded by blankets and friends, our babies held in each arm. Maggie perches on the edge of the bed and talks softly with my mate, while Charlotte and Elijah unpack a bag of supplies. They’re one-and-done, and they’ve offered all of their daughter’s old hand-me-downs to help us get started.
Peaches looks from Maggie to me as I stand in the doorway, crossing my arms and watching with a satisfied smile. She returns the expression, her eyes bright even with the dark circles under them from a long and hard delivery. Suyin has been in andout all morning, but I guess she finally decided that Peaches was good to go.
And we’ve got all these people around—supporting us, lifting us up.
