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Page 129 of Magic Claimed

Faris folded his arms across his chest and glowered down at me. “You still looking for a job, Kendrick?”

I grinned. “If you’ll have me. Seems like this might be a pretty interesting place to work.”

“The hours are terrible, and the pay is even worse,” he informed me. “But I hope you’ll consider staying.”

There was so much Callum and I hadn’t talked about yet. So much still to be decided. Kes, Ari, Logan, and Ethan were here in Oklahoma City, along with the rest of my friends and my family. But Callum’s life was at the Shapeshifter Court. How we were going to work this out…

“Of course we’re staying,” Callum scoffed, tucking an arm around my waist and pulling me closer. “Raine’s family and her work are here. I can work from anywhere, and the only thing I really need to move is my cat.”

I whirled to face him. “Callum, are you sure? This is a big decision, and I don’t want you to regret it.”

“Regret?” he echoed, tugging me towards him and pressing a kiss to my forehead. “I regret nothing when it comes to you. Wherever you are, that’s my home. The heart of my hoard. Everything else…”

“We can fix!” everyone around us chorused in unison.

Faris huffed and rolled his eyes, but he was smiling beneath his beard. And so it was on a tide of laughter that we crossed the threshold into a new future—not only for me and for Callum, but for our families, for The Portal, and for the entire city that we called home.