LOGINEpilogue
4 Years Later...
Hannah
"God damn it!" I mutter to myself as I lift Drake out of the mess he just made. I groan in frustration as I prepare to clean up the fiftieth mess for today.
"What's wrong, sweetness?" I hear Micah call from the doorway as he closes the door behind him. I feel tears of frustration start to trail down my face as he walks in the room despite my efforts to sniffle them back. He looks around then his eyes land on me and his face
Epilogue4 Years Later...Hannah"God damn it!" I mutter to myself as I lift Drake out of the mess he just made. I groan in frustration as I prepare to clean up the fiftieth mess for today."What's wrong, sweetness?" I hear Micah call from the doorway as he closes the door behind him. I feel tears of frustration start to trail down my face as he walks in the room despite my efforts to sniffle them back. He looks around then his eyes land on me and his face drops."Baby, what's wrong? Is the baby okay?" He asks, worriedly, running to me and holding my belly gently. I nod and then cry even harder, feeling guilty for making him worry."What's wrong, love? Just talk to me." He begs and I take a few shuddering breaths."Drake spilled milk all over the place and he's just been a handful all day and my back is killing me." I whine and a little smile spreads across his face."Well, that all sounds like things I can handle. Com
1 year later...Micah"Happy birthday, pretty girl." I coo to Hannah as she rouses from sleep slowly like always. The girl sleeps like the dead, but we've got plans today so I can't let her do her normal routine of rolling around for twenty minutes before she finally graces me with her presence. Her eyes flit open and travel the room, bright sunlight slipping in through the window giving the room a soft glow.
HannahAlpha worked quickly when it came to his parties, and the man enjoyed throwing them. He only gave the pack a week to prepare for the festivities. I tried to ignore that it was happening at all, but when Micah put on dress pants and a button down shirt I all of a sudden wasn't quite so annoyed."You look beautiful, sweetness." He murmurs in my ear. His eyes are bright with excitement as he helps me slip a necklace around my neck. I smile shyly at him and look down at my pale blue dress a little hesitantly.
HannahAfter dinner, Micah has me tucked comfortably into his side laying next to me in bed. His naked skin pressed against mine spreads warmth and comforting sparks across my body. He says I'm not allowed to wear clothes to bed, but I make him follow the same rule so I'm not complaining. My head is resting on his chest, legs tangled with his as he runs his hand through my hair affectionately, his other arm wrapped around me, holding me close. He places gentle kisses against my forehead making me melt into him. If someone had told me that Micah Grey could be so incredibly tender, I would have laughed in their face. But this man has never been anything but sweet to me since we found out we were mat
Micah"Fuck, dude. You don't have to be so aggressive. It's called 'sparring' not 'take the other guys' head off'." I complain to Griffin as he tosses my ass to the ground again."You're future Alpha, Micah. You should be able to kick my ass no problem." He scoffs as I roll my eyes."You're a the size of a fucking refrigerator." I shoot back and he smirks back because he knows I'm right.
HannahWaking up next to Micah marked and mated was a humbling experience. I remember being young, looking at him from across the room and thinking how beautiful he is, how lucky his future mate was. Obviously those feelings changed as time wore on, but now looking down at my sleeping mate, naked with only a sheet covering his lower half.Damn.I am one lucky girl.







