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The second baby took another hour to make his grand entrance, during which I threatened to
divorce Kane, move back to the mountain, and raise the children as single wolves who would never
know their father existed.
“You don’t mean that,” he said confidently.
“Try me.”
But when our son finally decided to join the party, screaming even louder than his sister had, I
forgot all about my threats. He was just as perfect, just as beautiful, just as absolutely worth every
moment of agony I’d endured.
“A boy and a girl,” Saul announced with satisfaction. “Twins are considered extremely lucky in lycan
culture. A sign of great prosperity for the kingdom.”
“Great,” I said weakly, holding both babies while Kane stared at us with an expression of complete
worship. “No pressure, kids.”
“What are we naming them?” Mom asked, moving closer to get a better look at her grandchildren.
Kane and I had discussed names, but seeing them now, I knew exactly what felt right.
“Valeria,” I said, looking down at our daughter. “After your mother.”
Kane’s eyes filled with tears. “Are you sure?”
“I’m sure. And this little troublemaker,” I looked at our son, “is going to be Aedion. After your father.
So they can always be with their grandchildren.”
“Valeria and Aedion,” Kane repeated reverently. “Perfect.”
“I’m trying so hard not to be jealous,” my mother mumbled as she teared up looking at the twins.
“They’re going to be handful,” Kenzi observed, finally approaching the bed to peer at the babies. “I
can already tell. Look at those expressions. Pure mischief.”
“They’re not even five minutes old,” I pointed out.
“Trust me, I know trouble when I see it. These two are going to run you ragged.”
As if to prove her point, baby Aedion chose that moment to grab a fistful of my hair and yank, while Valeria started crying again.
“Yep,” I sighed, already exhausted. “We’re doomed.”
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“But happily doomed,” Kane said, leaning down to kiss my forehead. “Thank you, love. For
everything. For them. For giving me a family I never thought I’d have.”
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“Don’t get sentimental on me now, you asshat” I warned, though I was smiling. “I’m still planning
your demise, Kane…I love you though.”
“I’ll look forward to it,” he said with a grin.
Looking around the room at all the people who’d become family, holding my newborn children. while my husband gazed at us with complete adoration, I had to admit that despite the pain, the chaos, and the general insanity of the past year, things had turned out pretty damn well.
Sure, I was married to an ex-hermit king who lived in a castle full of drama. Yes, I’d just given birth to twins who would probably inherit both his stubbornness and my attitude and who knows what kind of magic. And fine, we still had a kingdom to run and a crazy witch to track down.
But as Valeria wrapped her tiny fingers around mine and Aedion continued his attempts to eat my
hair, I realized I wouldn’t change any of it.
Even if I was definitely making Kane sleep on the couch for the next month.
“So,” Dash said, finally approaching the bed with his usual smirk. “When can I teach them to fight?”
“Never,” Kane and I said in unison.
“How about magic?” Mom suggested.
“Also never,” we replied.
“Politics?” Dad offered.
“Absolutely not.”
“You’re all going to be terrible influences,” I declared, looking around at my family. “These kids don’t
stand a chance.”
But as everyone laughed and cooed over the babies, I knew that was exactly how I wanted it. Chaotic, complicated, and full of people who would love my children fiercely.
“Welcome to the world, Valeria and Aedion,” I whispered to my babies. “Try not to break anything
important.”
Something told me that was going to be easier said than done.
THE END.
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Author’s Note
I don’t even know where to begin.
Nine months ago, I started this journey with Kiana and Troy. I didn’t know then that their story would open a door into an entire world that would completely consume my heart. From Nyx and Rhyson to Simone and Kane, each couple gave me something different. Strength. Fire. Chaos. Healing. And a love that refused to break.
This trilogy has been more than just a story to me. It has been late nights and early mornings. It has been tears on my keyboard and laughter at scenes that surprised even me. It has been doubt and fear and moments where I wondered if I could really pull this off. And yet, every time, these
characters pulled me back.
Kiana taught me about resilience. Nyx showed me how powerful softness can be when wrapped in steel. Simone reminded me that love doesn’t make you weaker. It makes you fearless.
To every reader who stayed with me from the first chapter to this final page, thank you. Your comments, your theories, your anger at my cliffhangers, your love for these characters… it meant more than you will ever know. You didn’t just read this story. You lived in it with me.
I will be taking a small break to rest, breathe, and refill my creative cup. But don’t get too
comfortable without me.
I’m already working on my next book.
And let’s just say… it may or may not involve a reverse harem. Possibly an omegaverse.
Ending a trilogy feels a little like saying goodbye to family. It hurts. But it also feels like watching
your children step into their own lives. Their story is complete, but the world we built together will always exist somewhere between these pages.
Thank you for trusting me with your time and your hearts.
With all my love,
Belle
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