Epilogue
London Lawson
"Bane, can you please get the door!" I called down the stairs, holding my pregnant belly gently, caressing it with strength with one hand and holding my two-year-old son on my hip tightly so I didn't drop him.
I carefully made it down the stairs, side-stepping through the hallway with Jordan on my hip, and finally made it to the front of the house where Bane and Connor were "man-hugging" it up.
Connor's mate, they mated last year, two years after I was kidnapped, Sofie, was standing there, smiling at me brightly.
"You are practically glowing! You're so beautiful." I gave her a friendly kiss and hug, while Bane scooped Jordan out of my arms and gave my forehead a small peck. I gave Connor a small hug, and we both made it quick and un-awkward. Two and a half y
