Pacific Northwest Werebears(109)

Groaning into her neck, he gave her wound a long lick. She returned the favor to his.

“Forever?” He asked her, looking back to her eyes.

“In blood and ink,” she whispered. “Forever.”





Epilogue




Dax Hayes was sitting on the living room floor of Connie and Edward Rochon’s cabin. Crawling over his legs was Micah, Cage and Sophie’s son. He wasn’t crawling yet, but somehow had managed to wiggle his way over to Dax’s shoe laces in no time flat.

In his arms sound asleep was Maizy, Wyatt and Jinger’s daughter. Her identical twin sister Mallory was in Mackenzie’s arms sitting across from him on the opposite facing sofa. Mallory was resting on the just slightly rounded bump on his sister’s belly.

He was going to be an uncle. His parents’ first grandchild was on the way. They were over the moon. Even after their initial shock at their daughter mating with a bear, they couldn’t deny that they were all going to be family.

Dax watched as Conner leaned over Kenzi’s shoulder and placed a soft kiss on her cheek before running his fingers over his niece’s fuzzy head.

These babies were part of his sister’s family now, Dax would die to protect them too.

It was amazing to him, that in a few short months, his sister was going to be holding her own child. Dax knew it should have been him providing his parents with grandbabies to spoil. At fifty-eight he was no spring chicken. But not once in his five decades had he met anyone he’d consider spending his life with, and certainly not his mate.

Would he find her? Did he trust in the fates to bring them together? He’d waited so long, living in California, that he figured a change of scenery was due. Maybe his mate was somewhere else, maybe she was human. He’d never know unless he looked.

He was leaving out of Seattle at the end of the week to tour wineries in Europe. After that, back to Washington to scout out potential vineyards in the eastern part of the state. If he didn’t find her, at least he’d keep busy.

Running his finger over the face of the precious baby in his arms, Dax couldn’t help but wish someday he’d have a mate of his own, a family just for him.