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“From this day forward there will be nowhere you can hide. You will be hunted by every shifter everywhere. You just signed your own death warrant. I would run while you have the chance.” I calmly warned him just as Myra’s back arches and she let out a pained moan.
“Oh, I’m not going anywhere. She belongs to me. That’s my wolf inside her, remember.” Nolan mocks me, but I ignore him when Myra’s eyes pop open and look at me.
“Myra, baby, I’m so sorry.” I plead with her to forgive me, but deep down I know there is no forgiveness for what I’ve let happen to her.
“I should...have...let...you...bite me.” She stutters out as her body jerks with the change that is coming. I don’t have time to answer her before the wolf takes her body in one final jerk ending in a growl. One minute I’m holding my beautiful mate and the next there is a very large, very angry, very dominant wolf in my arms.
“It’s alive!” Nolan yells with his arms out like he’s a mad scientist and Myra is his creation. Myra’s gaze lands on Nolan as her fur stands on end and a growl emanates from her. Nolan must not feel how dominant she is because if he did, he would be running for his life. Before I can stop her, she’s on Nolan ripping him apart, his screams filling the shop.
“I’m your alpha! STOP!” Nolan’s pleas fall on deaf ears as Myra tries to latch onto his throat.
I can’t help the smile that stretches across my lips. While I want him dead just as much as she does, she will regret his blood on her hands, or in this case her paws. Pulling her by the scruff of her neck I yank her away from Nolan. As I’m fighting with Myra, her teeth snapping viciously at Nolan, he takes the opportunity to limp out of the shop. So much for her being a part of his new pack.
“Now what do we do my love?” I murmur softly to her, pain lacing my voice, as she whines against my chest. The devastation I read in her eyes is enough to rip my heart out. Where do we go from here? Will she ever forgive me for the part I played in her becoming a wolf?
Epilogue
Dax
Nolan left us in quite a pickle with all the blood, a knocked-out shop keeper, and new werewolf to hide from the public at large. Fortunately, Myra changed back before the shopkeeper woke up. Unfortunately, she woke up before I could get Myra some clothes, there was a bit of awkwardness there. We explained that the man who knocked her unconscious was to blame for Myra’s nakedness, and she seemed to believe us.
Whether she actually believed us or not is another story entirely. One thing was for certain she was in a hurry to see us both out of her shop. While she rushed around to find clothes that would fit Myra, I quickly cleaned up the blood that was on the floor by the door. Then she charged us much less for the bed frame we were purchasing before practically shoving us out the door and deadbolting it behind us.
It’s been six months since Myra became a wolf. Six long months of helping her gain control of the beast inside her. Six months of feeling guilty every time I watch her shift. Six months of begging for her forgiveness every single day. And six months of getting the same answer every single day.
“For the eleventh million-time Dax there is nothing for you to apologize for. You didn’t hold a gun to Nolan the asshole's head and force him to make me into this thing. The wolf still wishesyou had let her kill him. I’m still glad you didn’t let me though.” Myra reminds me. It’s been the same routine for the last six months.
I was afraid she would blame me for everything, that she would hate me. I should have known she wouldn’t. While she was disappointed, she didn’t get to be a cool tiger, she embraced her new animal self with gusto. She was very adamant and laser focused with her desire to control her beast so she could get back to helping Alia with her charity work. When I say her animal was a beast, I mean she gave me and Chase a run for our money when it came to who was more dominant. I should have known she had a big bad beasty locked away inside her under all the sweetness.
We moved in together within a week of her being changed. Not just because I needed to be close to her, but because I knew she would need help understanding her new self. My tiger was happy as a pig in shit as soon as he got out of Chase’s territory. Myra had been right; my tiger needed its own territory now that it had matured. He didn’t mind sharing territory with Myra because she wasn’t a tiger, and she was his mate.
We have been looking for property next to or near Chase. Myra wants to build a cottage similar to the one we’re currently living in but on a bigger scale, just in case. That way we can be close enough for help with protection without being so close our tigers fight each other. Chase wasn’t exactly happy when I moved out. To be fair it had been only the three of us Chase, Evren, and myself since our parents died. He felt like he was losing me like he’d lost them. Once I reassured him of our plans, he relaxed a little.
Tonight, we are celebrating Myra being able to control her shifts back and forth for the last week. It means she can go back to work starting on Monday morning. She’s got a little pep to her step as she bounces around the house getting dressed for anight out. Leaning against the door to the bedroom I watch her bite her nail as she looks over her choices for clothes. She has on a pair of devil red cheeky panties and matching bra. I may have spoiled her a little by purchasing some pretties just so I could see her in them. Walking up behind her I wrap my arms around her waist, squeezing her gently against me.
“What does one wear to a ‘congratulations on controlling your shifts’ party?” She asks with a laugh.
“We could just stay home and snugglefuck on the couch.” I offer generously and it elicits another laugh from her. She doesn’t know it, but for once I’m not serious with my offer. I have a surprise waiting for her at our destination tonight and need her to go, but I can’t give anything away.
“Snugglefuck? Really?” She turns in my embrace, wrapping her arms around my neck before lifting up to kiss me with a devilish smile upon her lips.
“Yes, really. We could tell everyone to fuck off, curl up on our couch, watch a stupid movie, snuggle, and then fuck.” I tease, knowing what she will say before she even says it.
“No, Alia and Chase planned this party just for me, I can’t just not go. I’ll go with the summer dress and my canvas shoes then. Comfy but cute.” She says pulling away to pick up a cute flowy summer dress with tiny daisies all over it. I smile knowing my offer made her relax enough to pick something out.
“You look beautiful, baby.” I say as I pull her in for a deep kiss. Over the last six months this woman has shown me how strong and resilient she is and I couldn’t be a prouder mate if I tried.
The drive to our destination brings with it a feeling of nervousness I’ve never felt before. I’ve been on the run with my family from aggressive shifters, I’ve been in battle against a wolf pack, I’ve been high up in the treetops cutting down trees, but what I’m about to do is far scarier than any of those thingscombined. What if she says no? What if she doesn’t truly forgive me like she claims? What if I’m not enough for her?
Of course we’re enough for her, we’re fucking awesome. She loves us and we love her.Yeah, because you aren’t just as nervous as I am. When all he does is huff in response I know I’ve hit the nail on the head.
“Dax, is something wrong? You’re being quiet, you’re never quiet.” Myra asks as she reaches for my hand that is fidgeting against my leg, placing it in her lap. Her simple touch is enough to relax me and my beast.
“No, my love, nothing is wrong. I was just thinking about turning around and snugglefucking like I suggested.” I grin mischievously over at her just as I make the turn to Chase’s place and she giggles in response. She goes quiet when she sees the decorations and cars lined around Chase’s house.
“What is all this?” She asks in awe looking around to see all of our friends and family standing around in front of Chase’s house grinning at us.
“This is for you, my love. Everyone wanted to celebrate your accomplishments with you. Alia started making a list of who to invite, word spread and suddenly everyone wanted to join in. They’re all here for you.” There are unshed tears in her eyes as I squeeze her hand in mine. She gives me a shaky smile before getting out of the truck.