Page 68 of His Asset

I’d found mine.Against all odds, against every instinct that had screamed at me to run, Adam hadn’t quit and I’d finally chosen him.Not because I was trapped, not because I had nowhere else to go, but because I wanted him.

Because he saw me—truly saw me—and loved me anyway.

My freedom wasn’t about running away anymore.It was about choosing to stay.

If Angel could spread her wings and fly toward her future, then maybe, just maybe, there was hope for every experiment still trapped.For every GM still waiting for their chance at freedom.At choice.At love.

I pressed my hand to my chest, my heart beating steady and sure.

GM’s just like me.

Epilogue

The first light ofdawn brushed across the horizon, spilling molten gold and soft pinks across the mountains.I stood on the vast balcony Adam had built, high above the valley of trees, wind teasing my hair and lifting my wings.This balcony was mine, a place where I could take to the skies whenever I wished, free and unbound.

A place where I’d been practicing using my wings.Though I wasn’t yet proficient at flying, I was getting there, slowly.

My hand drifted to my stomach, where the quiet promise of life grew inside me.A smile tugged at my lips as realization settled deep in my chest.Love, freedom, and hope had bloomed together within me.

I closed my eyes.Somewhere out there, I imagined Angel soaring, fearless, riding the currents just before dawn.Could she see the sun breaking across the peaks?Did she experience the same wild joy, the same reckless elation that filled me?

I hoped so.

Adam’s presence pressed gently against my side, grounding me even as my heart lifted.My lashes drew apart as I leaned into him, our fingers entwined.My love for him burned deeply, a fire that had endured every storm, every shadow, every fear.

I truly was blessed.

I forced my gaze from his and scoped out the vast world below, to where forests whispered of freedom, to where valleys held secrets of the past, and where distant horizons promised possibility.

I lifted my wings fully, feeling the currents of the morning wind teasing them.The sun climbed higher, scattering shadows and warming my skin, my heart, my soul.I was free.I was alive.And I was loved.

And in that moment I allowed myself to imagine a future where other GMs just like me could one day take to the skies—and to the land—without fear.A world that would one day accept us.

And for now, that was enough.