Epilogue Gruffydd

"It's done. The final wire transfer went through, completely untraceable." Olwydd looks up from the monitors in the control center. "Are you ever going to tell Kiki that you single-handedly funded the overthrow of one of the most ruthless drug cartels in history?"

“Absolutely not.” I cross my arms over my chest. For a second, I consider reminding him that I swore him to secrecy. But as quick as it comes, I brush the thought away. It’s not necessary. He’ll hold his tongue.

“Why’d you do it?” He raises a bushy eyebrow in question.

“So she had the option.”

I’m not sure my friend will understand, but if the rumors I’ve been hearing about him and one of the other human women are true, he might.

Olwydd shakes his shaggy head as I leave, making my way back to our cave where my mate awaits.

As I approach, a familiar acrid scent assaults my nostrils.

Oh no. She isn't...

I quicken my pace, bursting through the entrance to find Kiki at the stove, a plume of smoke billowing around her head like a halo. She whirls to face me, brandishing a spatula and a megawatt smile.

"You're just in time! I made dinner."

I peer over her shoulder at the plate piled high with what I can only assume are pancakes. I use the term loosely. They look more like charcoal frisbees.

"The Kiki Special again?" I fight back a grimace as the scent assaults my nostrils.

She beams, oblivious to my trepidation. "Of course."

She gestures proudly to the blackened hunks surrounded by a puddle of viscous liquid that I think is syrup. Hard to tell under the layer of soot.

I take a seat at the table as she slides the plate in front of me. Up close, the pancakes look even more daunting.

"Dig in." Kiki gestures, her eyes shining with love.

I pick up my fork and slowly cut off a piece, wincing as it crunches audibly. I raise it to my mouth, bracing myself.

It's...well, the burnt bits crumble to ash on my tongue, while the undercooked center oozes. The syrup doesn't help, adding a cloying sweetness that coats my throat.

My adoring mate watches me as I choke down the vile concoction.

Then , wearing a genuine smile of true bliss because I know I’m the luckiest Squatch on earth, I eat every bite.

Authors’ Notes:

All the books in the MfM series are standalone romances and can be read in any order, but the books also build on one another.

MfM Mates for Monsters series is a spin-off of the BfB Brides for Beasts:Dragons series but it is not necessary to read the Bride’s for Beasts series prior to enjoying the Mates for Monsters series.

Reading order is: 1-Brides for Beasts: Bears, 2-Brides for Beasts: Wolves, 3-Brides for Beasts: Dragons 4-Mates for Monsters: Sasquatch.