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Epilogue II
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2026-08-15 06:55:58
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RONANThe silk was a cool, firm pressure against my wrists. I tested the bonds, not to escape but to feel their strength. Wren knew her knots. They held fast, securing my arms to the ornate headboard of our bed. The stress of the last week (a border dispute with the Silver Creek pack, a failed harvest along with endless weight of leadership) had settled deep in my shoulders, a knot I couldn't untangle. Then Wren had proposed this. Her request. Her game.I lay on my back, naked watching her. She stood at the foot of the bed, a vision in soft black lace and sheer stockings that ended in delicate garters. But it was the ears perched in her hair and the fluffy tail swaying gently behind her that completed the look. My kitten. She wanted to play but tonight, she held the power. I was here for it. I needed to let go, to let her take control.She crawled onto the bed, her movements fluid, predatory. The mattress dipped with her weight. She didn't touch me yet. She just looked, her eyes dar
My Step Daddy’s Holimate Epilogue II
RONAN’S POVThree Years Later…I stood on that same stretch of sand and let myself remember everything I’d almost thrown away. The cabin behind us looked smaller now, exactly the way Wren had said though I understood the feeling differently than she probably meant it. I remembered standing at that window years ago, watching her sleep, terrified of a future I couldn’t picture without her in it and still too much of a coward to say so out loud. Remembered calling her temporary in front of Mason, watching the words land like a blade across her face telling myself afterward that it had been necessary. It had been none of those things. It had been fear wearing the shape of wisdom that had cost me seven months of searching. Cost Wren an entire pregnancy and birth she’d faced completely alone. Cost us both time we’d never fully get back no matter how much healing came after.I watched her now, walking ahead of me along the same coastal path witj Violet’s small hand wrapped in hers. They we
My Step Daddy’s Holimate Epilogue I
WREN’S POV Three Years Later…Camille waddled into the nursery looking like she might genuinely combust from happiness.“She kicked again,” she announced, both hands pressed against her enormous belly glowing in that particular way pregnant women did when everything about their life had finally clicked into place. “William felt it too, he nearly cried, it was actually embarrassing how emotional he got over one tiny kick.”“You cried harder than he did,” I reminded her, not looking up from where I sat braiding Violet’s dark hair.“That’s completely irrelevant.” She settled carefully into the chair across from us, radiant despite the exhaustion that came with carrying twins this far along. “Auntie Camille needs to see her favorite niece before Auntie Camille collapses from sheer pregnancy fatigue.”“Auntie Camille,” Violet corrected primly, at three years old already possessing her mother’s exact insistence on precision, “you’re not tired. You’re just being dramatic.”Camille gasped, c
My Step Daddy’s Holimate 141: Family of three
WREN’S POVWe settled on splitting our time which sounded complicated in theory and turned out to be surprisingly simple in practice.Six months at Darknight, six months at Black Diamond. Victor and Ronan working out the logistics between them with less trouble than I expected from two alphas who started this entire journey as cautious near strangers.“You’re building an entire treaty around a custody schedule for a toddler” Camille had observed one evening, watching them hash out border patrol coordination like it was the most natural thing in the world.“She’s not a toddler yet” I said. “She’s barely six months old.”“She’ll get there. And apparently by the time she does, she’ll have two entire packs fighting over who gets her for the holidays.”That had turned out to be more accurate than either of us expected.Darknight had surprised me most. I braced myself for lingering resistance, for the same cold judgment I’d grown up absorbing my entire childhood, whispered comments about th
My Step Daddy’s Holimate 140: Wolf mating
WREN’S POVThe moon wasn't just in the sky. It was a physical pressure against my skin, a low hum in my blood that vibrated straight to my core. The beach ceremony haS been a special kind of hell. Every forced smile, every polite nod to the pack elders had scraped my nerves raw, all while Ronan's scent (the clean, dark musk that promised absolutely filthy things) kept winding around me from across the bonfire.Now we were back in the cabin, the hum has become a roar. A restless energy coiled in my gut, hot and demanding.Ronan leaned against the doorframe, all coiled muscle and simmering heat. The moonlight didn't just catch his eyes; it set them on fire turning the gold into a burning, possessive inferno."Can you feel it?" He growled.My breath hitched. "Feel it?" My voice was a choked whisper. "It feels like I'm going to crawl out of my skin."‘Good!”Ashley snarled in my head. ‘Let him see what he does to us. Let him smell it.’"I need to shift," I said, the words barely human."Me
My Step Daddy’s Holimate 139: Unwinding
WREN’S POVThe celebration was still going strong behind us, music and laughter drifting across Black Diamond’s grounds but Ronan had pulled me quietly toward the treeline sometime after midnight, his hand warm around mine, something purposeful in his expression that made curiosity outweigh my exhaustion.“Where are we going?” I asked, my emerald dress still trailing slightly against the grass. “Somewhere private,” he said, glancing back at me with that particular gold-eyed intensity that still made my breath catch even after everything we’d survived to reach this exact night. “I want to show you something.”We walked until the celebration faded into distant murmur, until the trees opened into a small moonlit clearing that felt private in the particular way only deep woods managed, soft grass and silver light filtering down through the canopy above.“I’ve been thinking,” he said turning to face me fully, “about something I haven’t gotten to do yet. Something that matters to me more t
My Step Daddy’s Holimate 49: The shore
WREN. The sun was high when I decided to leave the cabin. The air was warm and sticky and for once I wanted nothing more than to feel the sea against my skin. I told Ronan I was going for a swim nothing more than that. He didn’t argue and he just gave me one of those long looks that always makes m
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RONAN’S POV I stormed out of the ballroom with my pulse pounding in my ears and my breath coming in ragged and uneven bursts. The tension in my body coiled so tightly it felt like I was seconds away from detonating. Every muscle was strung tight, my jaw aching from how hard I was clenching my t
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