The Alpha King's Human Mate by HC Dolores

The Alpha King’s Human Mate Epilogue – Part I Epilogue – Part I

“Pve spent enough time without you and I will not let anything else keep us apart.”

Griffin Bardot (“) 3 Years Later “Madame, here’s that cocktail you ordered.”

1 took the light-colored cocktail from the bartender without hesitation and took a sip. The crisp, citrus flavor hid the

alcohol more than I expected. 7

“You like it?” he asked, his French accent thick. He must’ve been mid- thirties with a thick mustache and bright eyes. He’d been the only one working as long as I’d been sitting at the bar, but he flitted from customer to customer with ease,

even going out of his way to make me a cocktail he thought I’d like.

“I do,” I replied, taking another sip, “What did you call this again?”

“French 75,” he answered, “It’s what I make for all the American tourists who look like it’s their first time in Paris.”

I smiled sheepishly. “How did you know? Was it the accent that gave me Epilogue – Part 1 away?”

He nodded. “That and you’ve got that wide-eyed look about you that I see on all the tourists…let me guess, you’re fresh

out college…maybe

twenty-two, wanting to travel on your own for the first time. Paris has

always been on the bucket list and now you’re here.” I chuckled. “Something like that. I just turned twenty-one though.”

The bartender smiled, draping his arm across the bar. “I’ve got an eye

for picking out the doe-eyed tourists.”

“Or maybe you just use that same line on everyone who walks in here with an American accent,” I shot back.

“Just the pretty ones,” he smiled. In the dim light of the bar, his blue eyes were unusually bright. “Let me guess. You’ve

already seen the Eiffel tower or you’re planning to?”

“It’s on the agenda.”

“Everyone always wants to see the Eiffel tower,” he rolled his eyes, “But the view isn’t even that great. You want the best

view in Paris? Go up the steps of the Sacre Coeur. A bit of a workout but the beauty of the city is worth it”

“Pll have to add it to the list,” I said.

He leaned forward slightly. “Perhaps I could show you. You shouldn’t Epilogue – Part | enjoy the beauty of Paris alone ~”

“She won’t be.”

The bartender paled immediately as soon as he saw who’d just cut him off, but I didn’t even blink as a tanned hand

found its way around my waist. Instead, I leaned into the warmth and smiled when his full lips pecked me on the cheek.

“I missed you, little fox,” he murmured into my ear, and I pulled back to look at him.

Three years later, Griffin was just as handsome as the day I’d met him – dark hair that he’d been growing out, and

as if

smirk and his nickname

dark eyes assessed me for a moment before he turned to the bartender.

The Sacre Coeur?”

the bartender’s face had vanished, leaving only unease and fear. I couldn’t really

known he was talking to the king of werewolves, but even as a human, I was sure he could still

Griffin’s natural power.

out. Epilogue

it

be enjoying the beauty of the city alone,

other side of the bar, I could see the way

nervously as he nodded.

the suggestion,” Griffin added, and just when I thought he might be ready to

“But if I ever catch you flirting with my wife again, it’ll be

dim lighting, I caught the

it was possible for the bartender to get

“She’s not wearing a wedding ring and

one-year wedding anniversary, it’s why we’re on this trip,” Griffin cut him off with

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of college,” the bartender said, glancing at

a smile, “And I am fresh out of

college. There was no point in explaining that I hadn’t actually lived

expected when they heard you

werewolf-mate-now- husband

home and give me private lessons. All the individual

in

students.

I never thought I’d get to

with a degree in political science, and my

to celebrate our one-year wedding anniversary.

in the past three years. After the kidnapping and

the werewolf world. Given the way that Griffin had cut down Liam and those

the throne since. That day, they’d learned he could be a ruthless ruler

me away to live

confided in me

through with

changed. Pethaps it was the kidnapping, killing a

days, I knew enough about werewolf politics that I

meetings and make decisions without Griffin’s oversight. Epilogue

still overprotective as ever. I didn’t think

just his human mate in need

equal, and I could tell that I had

year after I’d been kidnapped, Griffin proposed to me. I hadn’t

married. There was no

a giant bite mark

me on a surprise vacation to visit my mother and

you in the werewolf way. Now I want

after that, we’d married. Perhaps we were both still a little scarred from giant parties, but we decided to

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