I don’t know what’s going to happen next.
I don’t know if we’ll be able to defeat Lucky.
I don’t know how things are going to turn out, but I do know that with Cameron by my side, the future is bright, and somehow, I think everything is going to be just fine.
Epilogue
Peggy
Three Weeks Later
The smell of muffins wakes me from my slumber, and I roll noiselessly out of bed and pad quietly down the stairs. Still, no matter how quiet I am, he always seems to know I’m coming. I sneak into the kitchen and for a minute, I just look at him. His back is to me and he’s not wearing a fucking thing.
The view of his backside is completely unbeatable. I don’t know if all shifters are this damn fit, but I’m not going to complain about mine. He’s hard and edgy and toned. Sculpted. I like it. I like everything about him.
“Good morning, beautiful,” Cameron says. He doesn’t even turn around. He just instinctually knows I’m here.
“Good morning.”
“Come in,” he looks over his shoulder at me and his eyes hungrily roam my body. A seductive grin spreads over his face.
I’m not wearing anything, either.
Natalie
My bag is packed, but I’m not ready to go.
How could I ever be ready to leave all of this behind?
Fablestone has been perfect. Amazing. Incredible. It’s been everything I could ever want in a home, and I hate knowing that I’m about to leave all of this behind. There’s a little voice in the back of my head asking what I’m going to do if I never come back.
What if I never return?
I can’t think like that, though. That kind of thinking is non-productive and non-beneficial. Right now, my clan needs me, and I have no choice but to leave in order to save it. If there was anything else I could do here, I would do it, but my knowledge only extends so far, and this is much too big for one girl.
This is much too big for me.
I hoist the heavy backpack on and take one last look at my tiny home. It’s perfect in every way, except for my ailing father in the first floor bedroom and my desperate mother sitting beside him. She’s waiting, watching. Whether it’s for him to recover or for him to die, I don’t know.
All I know is that Fablestone only has one chance at surviving this sickness.
There’s only one man who can save us, and it’s up to me to find him.
I sign my name on the note on the table: the note that’s going to tell my mother where I’ve gone and why. It might not be better to ask forgiveness than permission, but in this case, I don’t think I have much of a choice. I rarely leave the depths of this forest, but if Fablestone is to have a chance, I’m going to have to go into the mountains and find the one man who can save us all.
I’m going to have to find the man who left Fablestone behind many year ago.
I’m going to have to find Donald.
THE END
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Author
Sophie Stern loves cowboys, soldiers, and shifters. When she’s not busy writing, she’s got her nose buried in a book. Sophie lives with her husband and two little boys who are always keeping her on her toes.
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