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

my imagination, but it seemed as if he’d only

and his nickname for

a moment before he

The Sacre Coeur?”

the bartender’s face had vanished, leaving only unease and

talking to the king of werewolves, but even as a

Griffin’s natural power.

bartender stuttered out. Epilogue – Part

it out,” Griffin said, completely

shouldn’t be enjoying the beauty of the city

other side of the bar, I could

nervously as he nodded.

Griffin added, and just when I thought he might be ready to leave, he gave

catch you flirting with my wife again, it’ll be the

I caught the flash

it was possible for the bartender to get paler, but somehow, he

to mine. “She’s not wearing a wedding ring

on this trip,”

ring with a bigger

reminder that if you’re not reading this book on n??el5s.com,

there to dive

of college,” the bartender said,

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

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

filled to the brim. That’s what everyone expected when

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

our home and give me private lessons. All the individual attention had

graduated with my bachelor’s degree in a semester less

students.

years ago, I never thought

F’ve graduated with a degree in political science, and my

to Paris to celebrate our one-year wedding anniversary.

change in the past three years. After the kidnapping and

the way that Griffin

they’d learned

send me away to live a human

convince him otherwise. Months later, he’d confided in me that he wasn’t

through with sending me

the kidnapping, killing a man, or just getting older,

been born for. These days, I

make decisions without Griffin’s oversight. Epilogue –

for our relationship, Griffin was still overprotective as ever. I didn’t think that was ever going to

decisions for me anymore. I wasn’t just his human mate in need of protecting, but his Queen

his equal, and I could tell that I

I’d been kidnapped, Griffin proposed to me. I hadn’t been expecting it, mostly because werewolves

married. There was no

had a giant

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

you in the werewolf

after that, we’d married. Perhaps we were both still a

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