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

it seemed as if

signature smirk and his nickname for

me for a moment before he

The Sacre Coeur?”

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

to the king of werewolves, but even as a human, I was sure

Griffin’s natural power.

bartender stuttered out. Epilogue –

to check it

the beauty of

the other side of the bar, I

nervously as he nodded.

I thought he might be

out, “But if I ever catch you flirting with my wife again,

Even in the dim lighting, I caught the flash

to get paler, but somehow, he managed. “Wife?”

“She’s not wearing a wedding ring

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

ring with

if you’re not reading this

to dive into the next chapter—it’s

of college,” the bartender said, glancing at me

said,” I told him with a smile, “And I am fresh out of college.” Of

that I hadn’t actually

to the brim. That’s what everyone expected when they heard you

to tell them that my werewolf-mate-now- husband had hired some

give me private lessons.

and I’d graduated with my bachelor’s degree in a semester

students.

never thought I’d get to go

with a degree in political

to Paris to

change in the past three years. After the kidnapping and

way that Griffin had cut down Liam and those allied with

try and take the throne since. That day, they’d learned he

initially tried to send me away to live a human life

in me that he wasn’t sure he

go through with sending me

changed. Pethaps it was the kidnapping, killing

been born for. These days, I knew enough about werewolf politics that

without

was still overprotective as ever. I didn’t think that was ever going to

to make decisions for me anymore. I wasn’t just his human mate

his equal, and I could tell that I had his respect as a leader

me. I hadn’t been expecting it, mostly because

married. There was no

a giant bite mark on their

to my surprise, he took me on a surprise vacation to visit my mother and proposed at

it, he’d told me: I’ve claimed you in the werewolf way. Now I want to claim you in the

Perhaps we were both still

the two