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  When I walk into the nursery, I see my wife rocking our son in the glider chair she insisted on getting from IKEA. That thing was a bitch to put together, but her happiness when it was done was worth the blood and sweat it took to put it together. They are both asleep. His little glowing claw is wrapped around her glowing index finger. I dinnae know if this serves a purpose or if it even has a name, but they do it often. Ander’s full head of dark hair stands out against Gypsy’s pale skin. I gently pull him from her arms, kiss his forehead, and place him in his crib. Another IKEA relationship tester.

  I turn back to the chair and tuck her tit back into her nightgown, but not before gently kissing her nipple to catch the drop of milk that is there. I love everything about her and she tastes amazing, no matter the source. I lift her up and carry her the few feet to our room. She has it painted in greys and blacks. Our comforter, however, is a shade of green that she says matches my eyes. It doesnae go with anything, but she hates when things match anyhow.

  I lay her down in the bed and cover her up. Her little fist tucks under her chin as she burrows further under the covers. I know she is looking for my warmth, so I strip down and climb in beside her.

  “Goodnight, lass. I love ye.”

  “I love you too, My Mate. Did you put Anders’s down?”

  “Aye.”

  “Did you turn the monitor on?” I laugh.

  “I did, but ye know I dinnae need that device, right?” Shifter hearing.

  “I know, but I need it. It’s for peace of mind.”

  “I know, lass. I know. It’s on, turned all the way up and over on yer nightstand.”

  “Thank you. I am so exhausted.”

  “Sleep Gypsy. I am right here. I got ye.”

  “What about you? Surely, I need to be doing my wifely duties.”

  “Wifely duties?” I question. I know what she means, I just want her to tell me.

  “I need to satisfy you. Let you fuck me.”

  “Lass, did I not fuck you less than two hours ago on the kitchen counter? Is that not what woke Ander’s up in the first place?”

  “I know. I know. Ok, I was trying to be classy. I need it. You know I need it.” I smile.

  Her body healed remarkably quick after Ander’s was born. Her drug-free natural childbirth left no indications that she even had a baby. Not a stitch or any excessive bleeding. Sometimes, I am not sure who wants her bred more. Between her, my bear, and I it seems like all we do besides taking care of the baby is fuck and sleep.

  I have no issues giving her what we both want. She is the love of my life, my mate, and the mother of my child.

  As a shifter, my life may never end. It’s up to Fate, but the good thing is Gypsy will be by my side for all of it. We age slower and her timeline has slowed since we bonded. I tried to turn her, but it didn’t take. After seeing what Luna went through with Gabe, we limited ourselves to the one try and feel like this way is the right way.

  All her life, our lives have been connected. The minute she was born, she was mine. We had to wait to find each other, but the wait was worth it. I cannae wait to see what the future holds in store for us.

  In the end, I got the woman of my dreams, literally and I wouldn’t change it for anything.

  Epilogue

  Gypsy

  Ten Years Later

  I love being pregnant. Good thing though, because Duncan has kept me good and knocked up the entirety of our marriage. This is the longest I’ve gone without a baby in my belly and I gotta say, I hate it. Duncan has been traveling for work, but he will be home today. Gabe and Duncan started a small construction company that has flourished over the years. They are in Atlanta today closing out a job on a plantation. They care about how older homes that are hotbeds of paranormal activity are remodeled. Lulu and I have gotten close over the years. I mean, how could we not?

  That night was a blur, but Paeter got away while I was helping Lulu. I heard he met his maker a few years later when he tried the same thing again. Karma’s a bitch. It’s much better to wait for your mate than to try to take someone else's. Common sense really, but it turns out he didn’t have much of that.

  Luna’s seven little angels and my nine are currently running around the playground paradise we have set up on the grounds of the Mansion. The girls have sectioned themselves off from the boys in the castle. The boys are playing pirate on the jungle gym. Lulu and I are sitting at the patio table, drinking wine. It might be a little early in the day, but we literally have our hands full with sixteen children all under the age of ten. We’re allowed.

  “Lulu, I’ve missed Duncan so much. This is the longest we’ve been apart since we met.”

  “I know what you mean, Gypsy. It’s the same with Gabe and me. But it’s only been three days and they will be home tonight.”

  “Yeah, I know. I just haven’t slept well since he’s been gone. I need him. He’s so warm and cuddly. He just makes sleep happen.

  “I know,” she says, patting my hand.

  I look out over the playground and see my little Mischa and Lulu’s Felix making something in the sandbox. When did they join up? You really can’t take your eyes of kids, even for a second. Mischa’s Light is strong as she clasps hands with Felix. “Holy shit,” I whisper and nudge Lulu.

  “What?” she asks. I point to the sandbox. “Is that what I think it is?” she whispers.

  “It is. Duncan is going to lose his mind,” I say honestly. Mischa is our only daughter. With her being only eight, he thought he had several more years before he had to worry about this. Me on the other hand, I am delighted. Mischa won’t have to go through the torture of seeing but not knowing her mate all of her life. I watch as Felix puts his arm around Mischa’s shoulder, as he has seen his father do to Lulu countless times.

  “That’s about the cutest damn thing I’ve ever seen,” Lulu says. I agree by crazily nodding my head. I pull out my phone and take a quick picture of the two. I think they’ll want to see that in the future. I am lost in my thoughts when I hear the kids screaming various versions of “Dad.” Both Lulu and I look up in time to see both of our guys coming through the back gate and immediately getting swarmed with the kids. We have had many opportunities to move out of the mansion over the years, but we never felt it was right. Lulu’s Sight pretty much told us that we shouldn’t, so we didn’t. We help each other out and we are like a big family.

  I wait until the kids get bored with their daddy and go back to playing.

  “God, I missed ye, Mate.”

  “I missed you too, so fucking much,” I say, getting up from the table and jumping into his arms.

  “Right back where ye belong,” he says kissing me soundly.

  “Fuck, I missed that.”

  “Me too, Lass. Me too.”

  Later that night, after dinner, baths, snuggles, and the reading of not one but three stories, they are all asleep.

  “How was Atlanta?” I ask as we get ready to step into the shower. “Any pretty girls?” I had worked myself up thinking that he’d meet someone else. He is so handsome, and I’ve gained quite a bit of weight with each of our babies. I am always worried that despite out mating bond he will find some other woman more attractive to him than me, but his sexy scoff tells me that my worry was for nothing.

  “Lass, I have told ye a thousand times, I love ye and there will never be another for me. Ye have always been the most beautiful woman in the world to me,” he says lifting me up into his arms. His cock hits my clit and causes me to moan.

  “You have to say that because you are my husband,” I pout.

  “Nae, I dinnae. I say it because it is true. Enough of this, Gypsy. Why do ye like to torture me so?”

  “Because I fucking can,” I say as he slides his cock into my pussy. He chuckles at that.

  “God, Lass. This pretty pink pussy is still so tight, like the first time every time.”

  “I do Kegel exercises,” I reply, laughing. I reach between us and play with my clit while he fuc
ks into me. I tighten my pelvic floor muscles, just to fuck with him.

  “Keep that up and I willnae ever stop,” he growls.

  “That’s the plan, husband. You are so strong.” My Light erupts from my fingers.

  “Do it,” he demands, and I put my hands on his biceps. He likes when I mark over my fingertips on him. It only happens at certain times, but I know this will be memorable for us. I feel his warm seed flood my womb and same strange completeness feeling washes over me again. I wait a few moments, eyes closed and still clinging to Duncan.

  “Open yer eyes, lass. Look down. It’s beautiful.” I do as he says, and I’m surprised to see two distinct lights glowing from my belly.

  “Twins?” I rack my brain trying to remember the last time this happened in my family and I come up with nothing. Twin witches are rare. Very rare.

  “Very common in my family. I am surprised we haven’t had a set before.”

  “Should be interesting. The water is getting cold,” I say smiling.

  “I love ye lass, more than life itself,” he says, setting me back down on the floor.

  “I love you too.”

  As we finally climb into bed, I remember to tell him about Mischa and Felix. Of course, he grumbles, but in the end, the only thing he can be is happy for her.

  Life with this man and our huge family is all I ever wanted, and I will not stop fighting for it.

  For I am the Light of the Monster, first of my kind, mother of the strongest hybrid shifters known to man.

  Yeah, I got this.

  The End

  Be sure to check out Hunting Lucy by Elisa Leigh on 10/25

  Acknowledgements

  I want to thank my husband, Daryl. You are so supportive of my dreams and I love you so fucking much for like ever.

  Thank you, Mama, for all of your support! I love you.

  Karlee, thank you for being a friend. #GoldenGirls reference. But seriously, thank you!!!! Love you .6 times!!!

  Elisa, thank you for being so supportive and beta reading this for me! Love you, my #unicorn friend!!!

  Jenny!!! What what would I do without you?!!? You are up when I am and are available to read whenever I need you! I love how much you love my characters. You help me find what's best for them! #BestBetaEva

  KL, CM, and Elisa these serials are so much fun to do with you guys! I hope we keep it up!

  Melinda thank you for being the best editor, like, ever!

  Trisha, thanks for proofing this one!

  To the V Squad. Thank you for your daily inspiration! ChaShiree, Amanda, Vanessa, Gianna, Annelise, Danielle, Deedra, Kimber, and Trisha. You guys are amazing and don’t let anyone tell you different.

  To my arc team, no matter how many arcs I send in a short amount of time you guys pull through! Thank you so much for hanging out with me!

  To all of the readers, you guys are the ones that make this possible! Thank you for reading me and taking the time to review. You don’t know how much seeing your words of encouragement help me when I am struggling!

  -MK

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