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

seemed as if he’d only gotten bulkier throughout the years.

nickname for me

eyes assessed me for a moment before he turned to the bartender. “What was the

The Sacre Coeur?”

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

of werewolves, but even as a human, I

Griffin’s natural power.

the bartender stuttered out.

to check it out,”

shouldn’t be enjoying the beauty of

side of the bar,

nervously as he nodded.

just when I thought he might be ready to leave,

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

in the dim lighting, I caught the

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

mine. “She’s not wearing a

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

with a

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said you were fresh out of college,” the bartender said, glancing at me again, “Here

a smile, “And I am fresh out of college.” Of course, | left out the

was no point in explaining that I hadn’t actually

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

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

private

degree in a semester less than

students.

years ago, I never thought

degree in political science, and

to celebrate our one-year wedding anniversary.

in the past three years. After the kidnapping and Alpha

that Griffin

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

send me away to live a human life where I’d be safer, it’d

him otherwise. Months later, he’d confided in me that he wasn’t sure he would’ve been

through with sending me

conversation, things changed. Pethaps it was the kidnapping, killing a

These days, I

without

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

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

could tell that

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

married. There was no

your mate had a giant bite

on a surprise vacation to

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

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

the two