Tears welled in her eyes. “I’m not perfect. I’m barely healed. But I’m yours, Aurora. Always.”

She stared at him and then at the ring and back at him. The Alpha who had broken her, and somehow still made her feel whole again. She took the ring from his hand, sliding it onto her finger slowly. “You’re lucky I love you,” she whispered.

He smiled, eyes glassy. “So lucky.” She crawled into his lap and hugged him tightly as the tears spilled effortlessly. She pulled back and pressed her lips against his, kissing him slow, mouths brushing like their bodies had finally caught up to their hearts.

“I’m still sore,”...