Epilogue
Hailey
One Year Later
3:48 A.M.
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“Ransom. Ransom, wake up,” I said, shaking his arm. We were living in Travis’s old house, which we’d gutted and remodeled to make our own. He was now the Alpha of Travis’s clan, although some of the members had moved on, like Duke. Thankfully, those who’d stayed treated Ransom with respect. They were also trustworthy, dependable, and dedicated. Not to mention that they were all relieved to finally have a level-headed leader. Things were going well for us and everything seemed to be falling into place.
He opened his eyes. “What is it?”
I rubbed my pregnant belly. “It’s time.”
Suddenly wide awake, Ransom sat up quickly. “You’re sure?”
Another contraction hit me. I squeezed his forearm as the pain rippled through me. “Yes. We need to
