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.

a mate, and a mother to two beautiful children.

been the one who needed more time.

as a couple before we added a

And we did.

most of Europe on an extended vacation for our

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only a few

I did. Even before the morning sickness and the weird cravings began, his

something I hadn’t ~ a third

time I’d ever seen him that happy

once

me

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

easy, but with Griffin by my side, we managed to figure it

than we’d ever

reveal the person who the other place setting

dark hair and tan skin, but she was just as gangly

“Mommy?”

room, and

I said, “What’s wrong?” Epilogue – Part

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practically collapsing into my arms and sobbing

minutes before she’d calmed down enough to tell me whatever had made

training me with big brown eyes. “They

spoke.

she finally said, looking up

whose kids had made fun

But on the outside, I kept my cool and asked, “And

fast as them!” she said, “Or fight as good. Or do anything as good. They think it’s

weak.”

inside my head for ever letting him convince me that it’d be a good idea to put her in a

self-defense lessons with Ivan previously, but Griffin had tried

group.

training, he’d said. I want my daughter to be the

training would

grow up to

continued, “Is that true?”

true. You’re

training class.”

the way her lip continued to