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Water purified and it washed away our sins, the blood of our enemies disappearing down the plughole. I wrapped myself around Salvator’s muscular body as he carried me to bed after he had tenderly dried my body, the movement of his hands across my skin re-energising me, and making my inner goddess purr with need.

“Later,” he whispered, kissing the side of my neck and making me shiver.

My journey had been long and treacherous, the pathway at times falling from under me, but the memories of his touch had kept me alive in the darkness. His lips and fingers had a special kind of magic that wasn’t in any grimoire, and they healed me more than any potion.

Fate had brought us together, Destiny had created a mate bound, but our souls had loved each other no matter what life had thrown at us.

“I love you,” I said against Salvator’s shoulder, sensing his emotions through our bond.

“I don’t think there has ever been a day when you didn’t own every beat of my heart,” he replied, placing a soft kiss in the centre of my forehead. Salvator’s hand caressed my stomach. “And I already love this little one and they haven’t even arrived yet.”

My dreams were filled with faces from the past, those who had sacrificed themselves to protect me, those who had been in my life for a season to guide me, every soul who had stayed in Purgatory so they could help fulfil the prophecy. I saw them all in my dreamstate as void magic permeated into this realm.

The grounding force that pulled me back was Salvator’s arms holding me, his steady breath stabilising me. Mate was a small word with symbolism and meaning that was deeper than any vow. He was the other half of my soul, and since he had found his way back into my life, I knew there would never be a day that I would ever be alone again.

Epilogue

Salvator

20 Years Later

“He seems a nice young wolf,” Luna said, standing up from tending her herb patch and stretching. “Alyssa seems very taken with him.”

I growled and glared off at the forest, trying to control my temper before I found the insolent pup who was sniffing around our eldest daughter.

“She is older than I was when we first fell in love,” my wife continued, earning a deeper growl because there was no way in Heaven, Hell, or the magical realm that I was allowing anyone with rampant hormones near my daughter. I knew exactly what I wanted at that age, and I would tear his balls off before I let him touch my baby.

Luna stood in front of me, her hands on her hips. “Are you listening to me?” she asked, her fingers under my chin bringing my eyes up to meet hers.

My hands slid under her ass to drag her closer to me. “I heard every word, and I also remember what we did under the light of the moon when we escaped the temple. Do you really want a horny wolf stealing our daughter away?”

Luna pursed her lips together, her brown eyes darkening as she cast her mind back over the passage of time. “It wasa different era back then,” she replied slowly. “We matured younger.”

I stood slowly to tower over her. “Biology has always been the same.” My hands under her ass pulled her even closer until our bodies were tight against each other. “We fit together today exactly the same as we did when we were young and filled with passion.”

A slow, sensual smile curved Luna’s lips, and she wrapped her arms around my neck to stand on her tip toes. “There is something special about making love under the full moon.”

She was the only woman who made me lose control, the only person in this world who could command my wolf, and the reason why I became one of the leaders of the new magical community to ensure she was safe. The war that had ensued after void magic was released had been fraught with danger, and we’d lost good friends along the way, but the accords now governed over our people instead of a council filled with narcissists and megalomaniacs. All immortal creatures having an equal say.

“If I was able to suffer blue balls for four hundred years while I waited for you, then he can wait at least a hundred if he’s serious,” I said.

Alyssa was our eldest daughter, but we had three other children we had been blessed with, our eldest son one of the strongest wolves who had ever lived since he was a hybrid who could wield magic as easily as he changed form. A new era of magic had emerged as void magic permeated into the magical community, and new children were born with unique gifts which showed how magic should have evolved.

Luna wrinkled her nose at me, demonstrating that she wasn’t done with this argument. She could try to change my mind, but there was no way I was letting anyone near my babywithout putting the fear of God himself into him first to curb his errant libido.

I grabbed my wife around the waist to lift her as I strode forward. Her husky laugh vibrated against the skin of my throat as her legs wrapped around my waist.

“Where are we going?” She flicked the lobe of my ear with her tongue while she wiggled until she clung to me in a way that made me ache.

“You were just reminding me of the benefits of wild and abandoned sex under the full moon.” I squeezed her ass, and she tightened her grip on me.

“I was talking about—”

I cut her off by pushing her against a tree and grinding my pelvis in hers. “Do you really want to discuss our children right now?” I queried, raising a single eyebrow.

Luna bit into her bottom lip, her eyes fluttering closed for a brief moment. “How do you still make me feel like this after all this time?” she whispered.

“Like what?” We both knew I could feel her emotions through our bond.

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