EPILOGUE

{SEVEN YEARS LATER}

I polished the photo frame and placed it on the shelf. It was one of those mornings where my hands itched to do something.

Behind me, Quinn lay on the bed with his eyes closed. His breathing rose as his chest puffed up. Putting the feather duster down, I placed my hands on my hips and admired his sleeping form.

He had gotten quite bigger over the years since becoming the official Alpha. I didn't know if it was possible but he did and nearly filled half of our bed. Maybe it was the intense trainings or the diet, but I didn't mind. There were more...