Page 47 of A Monstrous World: The Complete Series

Epilogue

Dread

“ H e did what?” I snarl at my mother.

I'm not even angry with her; I'm furious that piece of shit mutt who donated sperm for Ember's creation thinks he has any right to our pup.

She's ours.

He'll never touch her.

That son of a bitch is only still alive because he played his cards right to have his brother removed and then promptly left us the fuck alone.

We've considered taking him out over the years, but Emerson ultimately decided it wasn't worth the risk and asked us not to. The guys and I agreed it might be cathartic for Ember to do it one day, so we've held off.

“He put in a petition with the council for visitation rights.” Octavia sighs. “We need to very quietly remove him before he becomes a problem. He's in town at the moment, since he was required to be in person at the meeting.”

I hear shuffling behind me as the boys scurry off. They're fourteen now and couldn't be more protective of their older sister. The fact Ember is at the age of wolf maturity means we keep a close eye on her at all fucking times .

My mother smirks.

My gaze flies back to the door and again to Octavia. “You did that on purpose,” I muse, chuckling.

“They're destructive little assholes,” Mom replies with a laugh. “It's best to give them something to focus that energy into. They're worse than even you and your brothers.”

The boys are missing the rest of the afternoon. As it turns out, Carson never makes it to his second hearing. Apparently, he disappeared completely.

Shocking.

“You can't baby them forever, love,” I say, kissing my way down Emerson's lithe neck.

“I know that,” she grumbles, gently shoving at my chest.

“They're twenty-five. It's a family rite of passage,” I remind her, pushing her firmly into the mattress as I hover over her. “It's their inheritance to take over The Den. Mom wants to retire from the council, and I wouldn't mind taking over for ten or twenty years.”

“That does sound nice,” Emerson concedes, running her hand over my neck.

I bump my cheek against hers. “Then travel for a century or so…”

“Dread.” She laughs, tilting her hips and lining my cock at her opening. “We can't be away for that long. I want grandchildren, eventually.”

I snort.

“If I wasn't afraid we'd end up with another litter, then I'd sweet-talk you into giving me another couple pups.” I roll my pelvis against her clit like I know drives her crazy.

She laughs, shaking her head. “Nadia sure got her just desserts from that debacle,” she says before shoving her tongue in my mouth. I chuckle into the kiss, because she's right about that.

My fingers brush over her soft cheek as I work in and out of her slick little cunt. The kiss turns from playful to downright filthy as I fuck into my perfect sweet mate.

This is definitely the ideal way to spend immortality.