Epilogue

Seiran

R eign siphons to stand near me and Novak as Greer bounces on her toes, checking on the woman.

My stomach wobbles. The last thing I want to do is hurt her, but she’s been as patient as a saint. It’s not her fault Novak keeps the best security available employed at the club.

In addition to that, no one would ever try Reign or Novak, and that extends to their bonded mate. Short of taking her for a quick vacation out of town to show off her skills…she was going to be waiting a long time.

We finally decided it couldn’t hurt to orchestrate an opportunity for her to prove to herself that she’s as capable as we all know she is.

Reign sighs, like he’s feeling guilty about the subterfuge too. “She did a great job.”

“Indeed.” Novak nods, holding out his hand. “We take this to the grave. Not a word.”

Reign and I toss in our hands. “Agreed.”

Sometimes, when you really love someone, a little white lie is acceptable to keep them happy.

And fuck me, she makes me happier than I knew was possible. It’s only right we return the favor. And to be fair, she really is quite the sexy little badass.