The Alpha King's Human Mate by HC Dolores

The Alpha King’s Human Mate Epilogue – Part II

Epilogue – Part II

“Human, wolf, you are what you make of yourself.”

Clark Bellevue

8 Years Later

“Mommy! Mommy, did you see that? I got my first battle wound!”

A freckled boy with dark hair and eyes stared up at me with a proud smile. He presented the scratch on his arm to me like

a trophy as we stood at the dining table. Griffin was in a meeting tonight, so the table was only set for three. =)

“and what’s this from?” I asked with raised eyebrows. Even as I inspected the scratch, I could see that it was already

beginning to heal, his pale skin knitting itself back together again.

“Training class,” he said, “Instructor Ivan said it wasn’t a real battle wound, but daddy said it was! He said I’ll be ready to

go into battle

before no time!”

“Instructor Ivan is right,” I told him, “And your father is a bit of a moron if he thinks you’ll be going into battle anytime

soon.”

The seven-year-old boy pouted, a look I’d seen on Griffin plenty of Epilogue – Part II

time. If it weren’t for his pale skin and freckled face, he could’ve been the spitting image of his father.

Even after seven years of pouty, puppy-dog faces, I was still a sucker for them. At least when they came from my son. I’d

grown immune to Griffin’s pouty face years ago. “Look,” I sighed, “Maybe you’ll get to go into battle one day, but not

today. Like when you’re king, decades from now. Now, if you’re done with your dinner, you can go play.”

That answer was enough to satisfy him, and with a quick hug, he took off running. Although he hadn’t shifted yet, he’d

already begun to show early signs of being a werewolf — better strength and speed, better healing. It was only a matter

of time until he shifted.

How time has passed. Iruminated on the past eight years as I finished off my own dinner.

and a mother to two beautiful children.

been the one who

as a couple before we added a third

And we did.

Europe on an extended vacation for our anniversary, I stopped taking

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a

I did. Even before the morning sickness

onto something I hadn’t ~ a third heartbeat.

time I’d ever seen

a thousand times worse once he realized I was pregnant. I couldn’t leave

at least two guards flocking me like

nine months, but at the end of it, I’d gotten something more precious than my own life: my

by my side, we

parents than we’d

the

and tan skin, but

“Mommy?”

from across the room, and instantly,

said, “What’s wrong?”

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to run over to me, practically collapsing into my arms and sobbing into

minutes before she’d calmed down enough to

in my training me with big brown eyes. “They made fun

spoke.

said,

I was already fuming and planning to find out whose kids had made fun of my daughter and which trainer

I kept my cool and asked, “And

fight as good. Or do

weak.”

my head for ever letting him convince me that it’d be a good

but Griffin had tried to tell me she’d do well

group.

do group training, he’d said. I want my daughter to

group training would lead

also said I’m not going to grow up to be like them,” she Epilogue

continued, “Is that true?”

it’s true. You’re not going to grow up

training class.”

she asked, and from the way her lip continued to