0191:New Boss Have Arrived

ANGELA’S POVThe first true contraction did not hit like a punch. It twisted deep inside me, sudden and breath-stealing, cutting me off mid-sentence.I was in the sunroom with one hand on the back of a chair, half listening as Rainey explained the tragic pattern of a sweater she was knitting. For a beat I thought I had imagined it. The pain was that internal, that complete. Then it released, leaving a hollow space behind it, like an echo inside my body.Rainey stopped talking. “Angela? You okay? You just went kind of gray.”“I’m…” Another wave gathered, slow and unavoidable. This one closed around me, heavy and tight, a band of iron cinching low in my body. I gripped the chair until heat flared in my knuckles. “Okay. I think… I think it’s time.”Saying it snapped everything into focus. Terror and exhilaration cracked through me at once.Rainey did not panic. She sharpened. “Right. First one?” She was already beside me, steadying my arm as the contraction peaked hard enough to blur the

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0192: Napping On The Job

ANGELA’S POVThe three days in the clinic suite passed in a blissful, sleep-starved haze. It was a cocoon. Cora and her assistants handled everything outside the small, sacred circle of our new family. They checked my healing, brought food, spoke softly, and left. It was a buffer between the violence of her arrival and the world waiting beyond the walls.The world, however, did not stay away.By the second day, gifts began to appear in the clinic’s receiving room. Pack members came in ones and twos, nodded to the guards, set down their offerings, and slipped away. A carved rattle. A blanket of impossibly soft lamb’s wool. Tiny knitted boots. Their faces held the same quiet awe, something reverent. The mountain of gifts from the festival had been for the idea of her. These were for Annie.On the fourth morning, Mara smiled over her clipboard. “The Luna is healing. The pup is strong. Go home.”Aaron drove us himself in the pack’s largest SUV, moving at a pace that bordered on absurd. Ev

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0193: Epilogue

ANGELA’S POVOne Year Later The Future Grove was no longer a field of hopeful saplings. It had grown into a young forest, sunlit and alive, leaves flashing gold as a late summer breeze threaded through. Pack members filled the space, scattered on blankets and fallen logs, not out of duty but because this was where they belonged. It felt less like a ceremony and more like a family picnic that had happily slipped its leash.At the center, beneath the wide branches of the lodgepole pine Aaron had planted with his own hands, a queen held court on a blanket. Annie.One year old and already ruling by force of will. Dark honey curls framed her face, wild and soft, her features an impossible blend of her parents. Aaron’s storm-gray eyes. My stubborn mouth. Both amplified by frosting. Blue frosting, smeared across her cheeks and chin.She brought her fist down on the smash cake with total conviction. Crumbs flew. Drew took a hit to the chest. Leo caught frosting on his sleeve. Neither of them

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All Chapters of Fate Or Mates: Chapter 191 - Chapter 193

0191:New Boss Have Arrived

0192: Napping On The Job

0193: Epilogue