Page 101 of Wolf Bound

Fisher smiled. “I’m glad you’re going to be alright and thanks for everything.”

“You didn’t get into trouble for riding in my truck, did you?” Meyers asked as he and Mabel walked out of the clinic with them.

“No,” Kira said, introducing herself to Meyers and Mabel and they belatedly told her their names. “He was praised for his ingenuity. But he also has you to thank for that.”

Mabel chuckled. “Well, he was so pleasant, and we wanted to help him and the boy.”

“Yeah, we’re retired Guardians, so it’s what we do,” Meyers said.

“Anytime you’re in the area, be sure and drop by and say hi,” Mabel said, “and if you can give me a heads-up, I’ll bake something special for you.”

“Thanks, we sure will. After this, we’re returning to Greystoke, Colorado,” Kira said, squeezing Fisher’s hand.

Then they said goodbye to the couple and Demetria and Everett drove Kira and Fisher home to have dinner of barbecued ribs and potato salad before they packed up Kira’s things into a rental van at her apartment and headed home.

“You’re the talk of all the USF organization. You’ll be getting a call from your cousin Vaughn who will give you a hard time about cheating, no doubt. But he will only be kidding because he didn’t think of it first,” Everett said.

“Believe me, I never expected to be presented with everything that happened,” Fisher said.

“Exactly. Every mission is completely different. You might have run into hostiles instead of retired Guardian agents. The teen you were trying to take to safety might have given you trouble the whole way there. He might not have been convinced that he should help you and instead worried that in doing so he would have gotten himself into trouble,” Everett said.

“Fisher might not have had such a great diversion when Reggie escaped and then we could have easily thwarted Fisher from making it to the safehouse,” Kira said.

Everett and Demetria smiled at her.

“What?” she asked, before taking another bite of a rib.

They shook their heads. “I’m sure you would have found a way to help them get to the safehouse should the time have come,” Demetria said. “Me? I would done everything I could to stop Everett from reaching the house, if our roles had been reversed.”

Fisher and Kira laughed.

Everett raised his glass of champagne to them. “She would have tried for sure.”

Returning to Greystoke meant a big celebration held by the pack, not only because Fisher was officially a badge-carrying special agent of the USF, but also because Fisher and Kira had mated and joined the Greystoke pack. Even Kira’s parents had visited with the pack and were looking forward to buying a home in Greystoke, farther out, which meant they would be expanding the pack’s territory out a little bit further and everyone in the wolf pack was thrilled.

Kira and Fisher even managed to get in some rock and mountain climbing the next day. And they went to the western-themed dance club that night. It wasn’t quite the same as the exotic jaguar club in Houston, but when Kira and Fisher were dancing—the heat and the beat was just as wildly erotic.

After Kira and Fisher returned home from having a wonderful time at the dance club, they hurried off to the bedroom where a shower and lots more loving was on the schedule for the rest of the night. But coming up?

A honeymoon in Hawaii and they couldn’t wait.

EPILOGUE

“We have another mission,” Kira said, bringing ice into their honeymoon suite in their hotel room in Hawaii.

“No. Martin couldn’t be giving us another assignment while we’re on our honeymoon. He said we would have the Christmas holidays off through New Year’s, which is why we paid for this extravagant hotel on Waikiki Beach—a dolphin pool, white sand beaches, blue sky, turquoise water, what could be better?” Fisher put the champagne on ice.

Kira laughed. “So you are already tired of the work?”

“No, but on our honeymoon?”

She began stripping off her clothes.

He frowned, thinking they were going to have to get packed in a hurry. “I thought we had a mission.”

“Yep, to enjoy our honeymoon without any interruptions. And to send him three boxes of his favorite chocolate-covered macadamia nuts before we leave.”

Fisher smiled and began stripping out of his clothes in a hurry. “Now that’s more like it. If I hadn’t been shot and fallen off that cliff?—”

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