Page 35 of Billionaire Wolf Needs a Fixer

As the sun set that evening, we sat on the terrace.Krista leaned against me, her head resting on my shoulder.I stared out at the sky, the events of the past few weeks playing like a movie in my mind.Selene's death, Dante's downfall, the press conference, the studio's announcement, it had all been a whirlwind.But through it all, Krista had been my constant.

Krista's voice broke the silence, soft but teasing."You know, for someone who's supposed to be Hollywood's biggest grump, you're turning out to be a pretty decent guy."

I chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of her head."Don't let it get around.I've got a reputation to maintain."

She laughed, the sound warm and rich.I held her tighter, my chest swelling with something I didn't have a name for.Gratitude.Relief.Love.It was all of that and more.

"Thank you," I murmured, my voice barely audible above the sound of the waves.

She tilted her head to look at me with curious eyes."For what?"

"For being you," I said simply."For believing in me.For staying."

Her smile was small but radiant, and she leaned in, pressing her lips to mine in a kiss that felt like a promise."Always," she whispered when she pulled away.

As we sat there, and the darkening sky wrapped itself around us like a comforting blanket, I knew then that this was exactly where I was meant to be.With her.Always.

Epilogue

KRISTA

SIX MONTHS LATER

The roar of the crowd was deafening as Levi and I stepped out of the limousine onto the red carpet.A sea of flashing cameras and eager voices called his name in a never-ending chant.Levi, ever the stoic alpha, gave a curt nod to the paparazzi, his hand tightening around mine as we made our way into the theater.His new film was premiering tonight, and while the chaos of the last six months still lingered in the back of my mind, I couldn't help but feel a swell of pride as I watched him navigate the frenzy with ease.

"You're glowing," Zane murmured in my ear as we paused for pictures.He was dressed in a sharp navy suit, his trademark glasses perched on his nose, and his grin was as mischievous as ever."It's disgusting, really.I hope you're not planning to make this a habit."

I laughed, elbowing him gently in the ribs."Jealousy doesn't suit you, Zane."

"Jealous?Me?Never," he said, feigning offense."I'm just saying, it's a little unnerving to see the great Krista Fortune so blissfully domesticated."

"Domesticated?"I raised an eyebrow, my tone playful."I'm still the same person, Zane.Just happier."

His teasing smile softened, and he nudged me with his shoulder."Good.You deserve it."

Levi appeared beside me then, his arm sliding around my waist in a possessive but tender gesture."Am I interrupting?"he asked, his voice low and slightly gruff, though the glint in his eyes told me he was only half-serious.

"Not at all," Zane said, throwing Levi a mock salute."Just admiring your handiwork, Storm.You've turned our fearless leader into a lovesick fool.Bravo."

Levi's lips twitched, the ghost of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth."I'll take that as a compliment."

The three of us laughed, the sound blending with the hum of the crowd.It was moments like these that reminded me how far we'd all come.Zane was still the same quirky, loyal friend I'd always known, but now that he had his own clients at the PR firm, there was a new confidence in him, a sense of purpose that had been missing before.

And Levi who was once so closed off and guarded, was now unabashedly affectionate, his walls crumbling bit by bit as we built a life together.

Inside the theater, the air buzzed with excitement.The flickering lights and the hum of conversation created an electric atmosphere, but Levi's presence beside me was a grounding force.His hand never left mine, a silent reassurance that we were in this together.

Garrett appeared as we found our seats, his tall frame commanding attention even in the dimly lit theater.He gave a rare smile, his usually stoic demeanor softening as he approached."Krista," he said with a nod, his deep voice carrying a hint of warmth."Happiness suits you."

I grinned, feeling a swell of gratitude for the man who had become an unexpected ally."Thank you, Garrett."

He glanced at Levi, his expression shifting to something more serious."You've got a good one here, Storm.Don't mess it up."

Levi smirked, his grip on my hand tightening."Not planning on it."

The lights dimmed, and the film began.As the opening credits rolled, I felt a surge of pride watching Levi's name flash across the screen.The audience was captivated, their laughter and gasps a testament to his talent.But my attention kept drifting to Levi himself.There was a quiet intensity in his eyes as he watched the film, a mix of pride and relief that mirrored my own.

After the premiere, the after-party was a blur of champagne toasts and congratulations.Levi was pulled in every direction, but he always found his way back to me, his hand brushing against mine or his arm slipping around my waist in a silent declaration that I was his anchor amidst the chaos.

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