Page 48 of Billionaire Wolf Needs a Pilot
“To healing what was broken,” Logan offered as a toast, raising his glass as his gaze swept meaningfully over the gathering, a fractured community was now united.
“And to those who showed us how,” I added, my eyes finding Felicity across the crowd, where she stood checking her watch with the precision of a pilot timing a perfect landing.
She felt my attention and looked up, her smile warming me from across the room.She excused herself from her conversation and made her way to my side, her fingers linking with mine when she reached me.
“I love you,” I murmured against her ear as Angel Spring celebrated around us.“You crashed into my territory and rebuilt it into something better.”
Felicity’s hands framed my face, her eyes shining with the same determination that had first challenged me in the cockpit and every day since.“And we’re just getting started,” she replied, sealing the promise with a kiss.
Epilogue
FELICITY
FIVE YEARS LATER
I stood at the nursery window, basking in the quiet of dawn before the day started.Angel Spring lay nestled in the valley below, smoke rising lazily from chimneys as the town slowly awakened to another day.Five years ago, I would never have imagined this view becoming the backdrop of my life.
The steady rhythm of Theo’s breathing filled the quiet room.I turned from the window to watch my three-year-old son sleep, his dark hair, so much like his father’s, splayed across his pillow, one small hand clutching his favorite stuffed wolf.My heart swelled as I watched his chest rise and fall, marveling at how someone so small could hold so much of my heart.
“Still asleep?”I whispered to myself, gently brushing a wayward curl from his forehead.
I had slipped out of bed thirty minutes earlier, careful not to wake Tanner.These quiet moments before the house stirred had become precious to me.It was a pilot’s habit of appreciating stillness before the day’s flight plan unfolded.
In the kitchen, I paused at the sight of reports spread across the counter.Tanner must have been reviewing them late into the night.I picked one up, scanning the data with a smile.All indicators showed the final recovery zones had reached optimal levels.The land around Angel Spring had healed completely.What had once been toxic wasteland now flourished with native plants and wildlife.
The transformation mirrored our own journey.What had started as just another wealthy client to transport had crashed into something neither of us had anticipated.A love that had rebuilt not just a poisoned landscape but our lives.
“Mommy!Daddy!”Theo’s voice carried down the hallway.
I hurried back to the nursery, finding my son standing in his crib, arms outstretched.His eyes, curious and bright like mine, lit up when he saw me.
“Good morning, my little navigator,” I said, lifting him into my arms.He immediately nestled against my neck, his small body warm with sleep.“Should we go find Daddy?”
“Daddy’s already found,” came a deep voice from the doorway.
Tanner leaned against the frame, his powerful body softened by sleep and the gray sweatpants riding low on his hips.His dark hair was tousled, and the scar above his eyebrow, a reminder of our crash landing, caught the morning light.Five years had done nothing to diminish the effect he had on me.
“Wolf!”Theo squirmed in my arms, reaching toward his father.
Tanner crossed the room in three strides, wrapping us both in an embrace that felt like coming home.He nuzzled my neck before taking Theo, lifting him high above his head until our son squealed with delight.
“How are my two favorite people this morning?”Tanner’s voice held none of the gruff impatience that had once defined him.The demanding CEO who’d snarled orders at me during our first meeting had transformed.Though the protective intensity remained, especially where his family was concerned.
“Hungry!”Theo declared, patting his father’s cheeks with both hands.
“Then breakfast it is,” Tanner agreed, carrying our son toward the kitchen.
I followed, savoring the domestic scene that had once seemed like a dream.The feared alpha businessman was wearing an apron as he made pancakes with his son perched on a stool beside him.
“The medical center dedication is at eleven,” I reminded him, pouring coffee into his mug.“Logan messaged that they’ll bring Sawyer for a playdate with Theo afterward.”
Tanner nodded, flipping a pancake with grace.“Renee’s handling the quarterly reports, so I can be there.Is your afternoon flight still on schedule?”
“Weather’s perfect.Just a standard conservation monitoring route.I’ll be back well before dinner.”I sipped my tea, watching father and son work in tandem.“The monitoring reports look promising.”
A smile tugged at Tanner’s mouth.“Complete recovery in all sectors.Even the eastern springs are showing better water quality than before the mining operation started.”
“Looks like you finally fixed your father’s mess,” I said softly, touching his arm.
