Page 12 of Jace (Wolf Rider MC Daddies #2)

The sun’s setting over Willow Creek, painting the sky gold as I lean against the porch of our new place, a small house on the edge of town.

Caleb’s inside, grading papers at the kitchen table, his glasses slipping down his nose, a pencil tucked behind his ear.

The boy’s still teaching, still lighting up those kids’ lives, and I’m proud as hell. He’s going for a promotion too, hopefully soon enough he’ll be Vice Principal… and I think it’s going to suit him down to the ground.

But if Caleb thinks that his new position of power means he can’t get his butt spanked by his Daddy then he’s got another thing coming of course.

Me?

I’m running my own bike shop in town, fixing Harleys and teaching a few kids how to wrench.

It’s legit, steady, and I’m good at it. Plus, I don’t get shot… well, not yet anyway!

But once a Wolf Rider, always a Wolf Rider…

The club’s still family—protection runs keep me tied, but the blood’s behind me, just like I promised.

Caleb steps out, his sweater soft against my hands as I pull him close, kissing him slow, deep, my Daddy energy humming as he melts into me.

“You’re distracting me,” Caleb teases, but his eyes are warm, his hands on my chest, tracing the tattoos he knows by heart.

“Good,” I growl. “You’re mine, boy. Papers can wait.”

Caleb laughs, bright and free, and we stand there, the world quiet around us.

The Vipers are gone, the war a memory, and we’re building something real—a life, a home, a love that’s fierce and unbreakable.

I hold Caleb tighter, my heart full, and know I’d fight it all again to end up here, with him, forever mine.