Violet King Doesn’t Trust — Epilogue

His mouth devours mine again. I swear, just a single touch is all it takes for us, and with the way his tongue is beginning to ravage my mouth, I wouldn’t have it any other way. His lips run up and down my neck, leaving small nipping trails in his wake as I grind myself against his hard-on. 
His good eye flick to my gaze as one of his hands releases me and goes straight to his deep blue pants. “Done.” 
He crushes his lips against me once again while he pulls his big cock out and rips yet another panties, making his access all the easier. 
The man is going to owe me an entire drawer full of panties and dresses at this point. 
My pussy clenches as I watch his hard cock leaking pre-come before he pushes the head of his cock through my torn panties. 
Goddess help me! My pussy is so wet and it still so fucking tight. 
Cedar pushes all the way inside me until we’re completely flush. He blows out a heavy breath as he presses his forehead against my own. “You ready?” 
I bite my lower lip and nod quickly. “I love you, Cedar.”
He stops breathing for a second as his eye searches mine.
It’s the first time I’ve said it aloud.
“I love you, too, Vivi.” His hips begin thrusting. From this position, I can’t do much but be at his mercy, which is so fine by me. I still do what I can, bouncing on his cock and desperately trying to rub my clit against him. “Fucking hell.” Cedar groan. “I love you so fucking much right now.”
His cock slides in and out of me at a freaking faster pace, instantly forcing a moan to fall from my lips. 
“Of course you are,” I tease, but before I can laugh, he thrusts deep, practically all the way to my uterus. 
“You’re taking my cock so. Fucking. Good,” he says, punctuating each word with a thrust that has my eyes rolling into the back of my head. “Oh, Cedar,” I moan. “Yes, yes!” 
“Yeah, sugar. Say my name, I want to hear my name on your red-painted lips when you fall apart for me.” 
Cedar’s hands grip my ass tightly before one snakes up my torso, all the way up to my hair, and then his fingers wrap around it. I barely know Cedar, but he already knows me almost better than I know myself, and I think, in a way, I know him the same. 
It’s crazy and fast and insane how the true fated mate bond works.  
I feel my pussy throb against his cock as he adjusts his angle, fucking me in a way that has his head rubbing against my G-spot over and over again. 
Before I can stop myself, my pussy clenches, and my orgasm rips through my entire body. I scream out Cedar’s name at the top of my lungs and use him to wring every ounce of pleasure out of this as I can. 
“Mine,” he mutters before his cock throbs inside me. His grip on my hair and ass tighten as he rides out his own orgasm then his teeth are in my skin. 
Marking me. Right where my neck meets my shoulder.
I moan out loud. It’s painful, but the pleasure is so fucking good.
It feels like hours and milliseconds at the same time. Then I feel a brush. A slight brush of our mate bond taking place.
Drawing back, he lets out a ragged breath. And then his mouth crashes down, stealing the last of my breath—just as the sun dips below the horizon, leaving us wrapped in shadows and bliss.
It’s my turn next. I lick his neck before I bite him. Roxy vibrates in my mind as she starts to feel his wolf.
Hearing Cedar’s growl makes me wild. I can’t believe he is mine.
Mine. Mine. Mine!

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*Six Months Later*

The scent of his soap from post-bath fills the air as Cedar enters the packhouse kitchen, right when I enjoy the first sip of my latte. He has just returned from training with Lily.
He slashes his green gaze at me. Well, his good eye goes to me.  
It’s a constant reminder of how perfect this male is. How much he risked his life to protect my daughter without a shred of hesitation.
When I told him I was wrong, that he doesn’t suck, he laughed until he groaned in pain, placing his hand over his bandage that day, and then I had to scold him. 
The heat in Cedar’s gaze makes my pussy pulse. He lets out a long, low whistle. “Damn, sugar, you are looking hot.” 
“Thank you,” I say, glancing down at my skin-tight red dress. “But you're the sexy one.” 
He opens his charming lazy smile that makes me almost fan myself. As soon as his big frame approaches me, he grabs my waist and then lays a kiss on my mouth that quickly turns rather heated. 
Allie clears her throat. 
We can hear her from miles away. My best friend’s footsteps have been louder as the months have gone by, but then, judging by her big belly, we can’t judge her. 
Blushing, I draw back and look over at Allie as she opens the fridge. “If you want to kiss like that, take it out of the kitchen, will you?” 
I burst out laughing. Cedar leaves my side and goes to her. “Aw, Allie, are you feeling left out? You want some Cedar loving, too?” Cedar grabs his sister and blows a raspberry on her neck. 
“Ew, get away from me, you ass! Ethan will skin you alive when he catches you doing that.” 
Cedar just laughs, still playing with her hair. “Stop! Or else I’ll yank your ear like mom did when we were kids!” 
Laughing, I approach them before I lean in and kiss her swollen belly. “Hey, baby boy.”
One month after Ava was born, Allie got pregnant again. My nephew’s arriving in two months—she’s four months along now.
“Spit it out,” Cedar says to her. “What’s wrong, Allie?”
I look up at her and she’s biting her lip, in that way she does when she’s trying to hide something but she is too easy to read.
I stand up again. “Allie?”
“Uh... The thing is...” She glances up at us back and forth. “You know I have these dreams. They always come true, and I dreamed about you guys last night, but I don’t know if I should tell you or not...”
“Tell us, Allie,” Cedar says firmly, placing a hand on her shoulder. I put my latte on the counter.
When she found out about her lineage, she was really scared and didn’t want to know about her power. But now that the impact on who she really is has worn off, she’s been curious about how to develop her power or even so learn about its extent. 
However, it’s a little complicated because she would only have this knowledge around other witches, and, well, Ian would never let her get close to one. With our history with witches, there’s no way to go against him. *I* totally agree with him.
It feels like a past life and not this one when I stole that cute potion from that evil witch thinking it was a love potion because it had a vibrant color and then she ended up cursing me, only for my brother to defend me and receive the curse to never find his fated mate in my place.
Today, looking at Allie, I can’t imagine what my life was like before she came into our lives, much less her brother. 
Cedar. 
The brother she thought was dead was actually my fated mate all this time, and I was only able to find him because Allie found us first. From the first time I saw her, I felt something strong, but I never imagined it would be something as primal and instinctive as it is today, knowing that Cedar is my soulmate.
When I first met Jordan, it was a weird instant attraction. But when I met Cedar, it was so much stronger and intense. It was a scorching hot lust that nothing could ever satisfy but his body. 
His skin. 
It was so much deeper and, at the same time, softer than anything I’d felt before. 
I thought I loved Jordan, but now that I know Cedar, I’m sure I’ve never ever been in love before him. I’m never coming back from this obsession. 
I thought my heart ached with Jordan’s death, but now I see the feeling was one of relief. 
I often tease Allie that Ian should pee her already since he’s so possessive and territorial, and now? Only Goddess knows how I’m the same way with my Cedar.  
“Okay,” she says, breaking the suspense as we wait. “I dreamed about you holding a little girl in your arms, Vi.”
My heart and Cedar’s beat faster at the same time. Always in sync.
“And then Cedar showed up and talked to you and her.” Her eyes look at nothing specific, but it still looks like she’s reliving the dream again in her mind. Then, she adds, “Her name was Wren.”
My eyes fill with tears immediately, and I don’t even need to mindlink to know exactly what Cedar is thinking when our eyes meet.
*Wren.*
Our first date. 
The bird. 
Me saying it was a beautiful name right after I wished on a shooting star to have his children.
“Come here, sugar.” Cedar pulls me into his big arms. He mindlinks to me, ‘I can’t wait to meet our little Wren.’
‘I love you, Cedar. I love you so much!’
Allie places her arms around both of us, hugging tight. “I’m so glad you guys enjoyed hearing about it. I don’t know when it’s going to happen, but well, I know it will.”
“What’s going on here?” Ian walks into the kitchen and immediately throws an arm around Allie from behind, pulling her back against his front as he kisses her hair and separates her from us. “Who made you cry?” he asks her, but she just shakes her head. “My Little Dove, I told you to wait for me.”
“No. Ethan, we talked about this. I’m feeling well!”
“Mom, you said that when you were pregnant with Ava, and then you suffered a lot. Remember that the doctor gave you a hard time.” Az points out from next to them. By Az and Ian’s wet hair, they’ve probably come back from training as well. “You need to rest.” 
“For God’s sake!” Allie groans. “Stop ganging up on me!” Then she sighs. 
She says in a scolding tone to them but I have a feeling she can’t be any happier. 
“It’s Ava,” Az says with wide eyes.
Ian then adds, almost at the same time, “She woke up.”
They probably have heard her crying.
“I’m going to say good morning to my baby sister,” Az says, running out of the kitchen with a smile on his face. He’s always wanted siblings, and I’ve never seen a child so happy as him when he found out he was going to be a big brother.
Allie looks at where he left off with a smile on her face.
When I asked Ian how his life was as a father of a baby, my brother told me that he forgot what it was like to have someone steal the blankets. Like I did when we were kids and slept together. He said that now he wakes up with tiny feet in his ribs and Ava’s hair in his mouth, but he could never sleep better.
I feel so proud of him. That was sweet. Ian obviously adores his children and Luna.  
Ethan asks her. “Did you tell them, Little Dove?”
She looks up with a beaming smile. “Yes.”
And I haven’t stopped thinking about what Allie said about Wren ever since.
Cedar’s fingers lace through mine, warm and steady, as he absently takes a sip of my already cold latte. Around us, his sister and my brother trade stories and half-serious plans, their laughter bubbling over like sunlight on water.
“Tomorrow, we’re hitting that werewolf parlor in Summerville I told you about,” Cedar tells them, thumb brushing my knuckles. “Matching ink.” 
It’s a new thing I added on my new bucket list. 
But I just told him, I didn’t show the new bucket list to him yet because *I’m waiting for the last thing on there to happen*. 
He checked off everything on my old bucket list a few weeks ago when we danced in the rain after he howled a love song under my window—like a proper romantic beast—with hints where I could go get my love letter that was hidden in my favorite place in the pack.
It was less of a love song and more like a wild, primal howl, but I was still swooned. 
His first love letter was just a post-it with ‘Mine. Forever.’ written in all caps. 
Of course, I cried.
My brother snorts, cracking some joke about it, and the room fills with easy laughter. But my smile isn’t for his banter with my fated mate—it’s for the way Cedar’s grip tightens just slightly when he says we. For the quiet certainty of it all.
I feel like here is where exactly we’re meant to be. 
I look at him. 
This male and our life together. 
Our fated mate bond... 
It’s so much more than anything I could ever, ever have dared imagine. Or dreamed. 
I squeeze his hand. I’m ready for an eternity of learning exactly how this kind of love is supposed to be.

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**Violet’s Bucket List (To My Fated Mate)**
• Howl a love song under my window ✅
• Slow dance in the rain ✅
• Have a picnic ✅
• Share an ice cream sundae with two spoons ✅
• Count the stars all night ✅
• Write love letters to each other ✅
• Get matching bracelets ✅
• Build me a treehouse with your own paws ✅
• Hold hands while watching the sunset ✅
• Carve our initials into the cedar tree (best place in Blackmoon) ✅
• Bring me pretty leaves from his hunts ✅
• Let me paint his claws ✅
• Be his own Moon ✅
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**Violet’s New Bucket List (This is not for Cedar’s eye. Yet.)**
• Be pinned against the cedar tree during a Full Moon.
• Wake him up with kisses... and then keep waking him up.
• Shift mid-argument just to lick him if I’m wrong.
• Get matching tattoos—small but powerful. A Moon phase on my wrist, and the other half of it on Cedar’s. When we hold hands, it becomes whole.
• Leave a secret love token in every new city we visit—a small charm, a sketch, a note in a book. So when we return, we’ll find pieces of us waiting.
• Buy the Wolf-Proof Scent Spray, douse myself in it after leaving Summerville, strut in all nonchalant while his nose short-circuits trying to figure out what’s changed—then let him be the first to realize I’m pregnant.

***The End!***

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