The Last Man Novels & Stories

Why did I only understand how I felt after I'd already lost her forever? *** Epilogue II Third-Person POV After Yara died, Shawn went after Johan's company. When two heavyweights went to war, everybody took a hit. Their friends set up a dinner to force a truce. Johan and Shawn showed up as a favor, but both looked ready to tear into each other. Johan was a wreck. Shawn had lost so much weight that his eyes looked huge in his gaunt face. "Don't think I'll ever forgive you." "Give me Blackie, and I'll help you finish this," Johan said.

As the car parked, a man got out. "Who are you, and what do you want?" "Sir, it's an honor to meet you. My name is Krewe Lake. Son of.." "I know who you are. Why are you here? We have no pack affiliations with anyone anymore. We live amongst the humans, and we have done nothing wrong." "I understand, sir. However, my mate lives at this address, and no one was home. I thought I would wait here." His expression was shocked as I mentioned a mate. He tried to hide it well, though.

“Like it’s… aware.” “It’s always been aware,” Emma answered softly. “We just weren’t ready to hear it.” Lira’s voice was low, almost reverent. “Then this isn’t the end.” Emma stood, slipping the pulse device into her hand. She looked out at the horizon, where the first rays of sunlight pushed the night back one shadow at a time. “No. It’s the beginning. The Last Signal wasn’t an ending—it was a warning. A threshold. From here, what we build will decide whether this becomes our greatest ally… or our final mistake.”

He smiled at me and patted my hand. I let go of Carson's hand and hugged Uncle Leo. "Thank you for supporting me. I'm ready to see the last four rogues." I held Uncle Leo's hand for a moment and then reached for Carson. "All right. The rogue stench is seriously going to make me wretch if we stand here. Let's see the last four! If I'm going to puke, I'd prefer to projectile vomit on one of them." I laughed. The men chuckled. Aidan led the way to the back wall. We stopped in front of the last cell. Aidan said, "This is the last unidentified rogue. He has refused to tell us his name or say anything."

The last fragment of hope inside me vanished. I was finally, completely done.

But it was too late, the small needle hit our neck, and in an instant everything turned dark. My eyelids were heavy, and I struggled to open them. Lifted my hand to feel heavy chains burning my wrists. Emily was still out, Liam’s eyes glowing, angry at the humans. Let us go, and I will not kill you… The man was massive. I almost thought he was a wolf until the scent hit my nostrils, and Minx gagged. Human, you’ll die horribly, we will get out of the chains… Sorry, I need the food. I’ve just bartered you to the king. He wants wolves; we hunt them.

The candle that was shaped like a 2 on the cake felt like a joke. At the end of his call, as if Jason Smith felt guilty, he added, "I've neglected you lately, so once I'm done with this busy period, shall I take you to see the aurora?" I hung up, and our home went completely silent. Even the air seemed to be mocking my marriage. What a failure all of this was. It was at this time that Jason's assistant sent me a message on WhatsApp, asking in that familiar way what I wanted reimbursed this time and telling me to just name it.

I was on my own. The End

"Conrad, eat. You'll warm up once you do." Conrad closed his eyes. A smile more painful than tears tugged at his lips. At last, he understood. There would never again be a woman named Seraphina who was willing to give her life to love a bastard named Conrad. The gears of fate had locked into place the moment that speakerphone call connected. What remained for him was a long, endless life. One without redemption.