Page 96 of Howlin’ For You

Finally, he releases the bite and brings our foreheads together. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

“I have a gift for you,” he says, his joy a tangible thing that I almost feel like I could pluck out of the air.

It lifts me up. “Was it your dick?”

He tries so hard to glare at me, but it dissipates into a fond smile. “No, Mate. It’s not my dick. It’s on the nightstand.”

It’s almost impossible to rip my gaze from this man—my mate. But I manage to glance to the side.

And my breath catches in my throat.

“A Lunamois snow globe?” I’m barely able to get the words out through the emotion that wedges its way in the center of my chest.

No one has ever bought me a snow globe before.

“Yeah,” he says softly. “The sign inside is yellow, your favorite color.”

I sniffle as I reach for it, cradling it in the spot between us, as Nick lies us on our sides, still locked inside me.

I stroke my thumb along the smooth glass. It’s Main Street, I can make out Tea Leaves and City Hall. And there’s a little picture of us—a selfie from our first date.

My home.

“This is the most beautiful gift I’ve ever been given.” I meet Nick’s loving gaze and press a kiss to his lips. “I’m so thankful for you.”

“It’s you and me now, Izzy. Forever.”

Forever.

I like the sound of that.

EPILOGUE – ISABELLA

The wind whips through my hair as we fly through the woods. We must be almost to Canada at this point.

We’re going too fast for my eyes to snag on anything long enough to truly see, but I can feel the dirt beneath Nick’s paws. Through his nose, I can scent the animals and leaves in the trees as we run through the forest.

Enjoying yourself up there, Mate? he taunts me telepathically.

We were delighted to find out that once we mated, we could communicate while Nick was in his werewolf form. Georgie and Dane were less thrilled. While they can’t hear me, they can hear Nick’s responses.

It means that we usually spend the full moon alone, but I’m not sure Georgie or Dane mind all that much anymore. Not with recent developments anyway.

Always, darling, I reply, digging my fingers deeper into his fur.

And I am. I got over my fear of falling off once I could feel everything Nick feels. I’ve never felt safer in my life than while on his back.

What are you thinking about? he asks, narrowly avoiding a terrified squirrel.

How you’re meeting my parents this weekend, but I would much rather stay in bed naked.

It took a while for my mother to even respond to my texts after our lunch, but despite all of that, she finally started responding.

And now they’ve come around enough that they’re willing to visit.

He barks a laugh. We still could. Your parents would probably get a little freaked out, though.

I roll my eyes and flick one of his ears, smiling all the same.

I’m nervous about them meeting, for sure. But I can handle it. I no longer need their approval or understanding—not when I have a family of my own. I have Nick, Georgie, Dane, their mates, and even some new friends I’ve gotten to know in the months I’ve lived here.

I love you, I finally tell him, just as we crest a small hill. Nick slows to a stop so we can absorb the cold forest at night—the promise of Winter.

I love you, too, Izzy.