Epilogue

ONE YEAR LATER.

HANNAH

"Roland, look at Daddy. Don't I look good too?"

My eyes automatically darted from my reflection to the ones behind me. Not by turning my body around. I just moved my point of view to them, whose reflection appeared in the mirror. And they were none other than my mate and our pup. Eliot and Roland.

Roland came to us four months ago and was healthy. Our families were more than happy to have him, especially Eliot's mother, Luna Sofia. At least he could bring back the smile missing from her since Alpha David was dead. She offered to help us take care of Roland. So instead of omega, we gave our pup life to her.

Roland made bubbling sounds that no one could understand except him. But we pretended to converse with him like we knew what he said.

"Yes. You can do something like that when you grow up. I bet you'll look marvelous. And every female's eyes will go on you."

I rolled my eyes at his statement. How could he teach him that?

"Don't say nonsense, El. He might not u