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Okay, that's a lie. They’re not the only ones.

The little life growing inside me has been bumped to the top of that list.

But I don’t think right now is the time to tell them they’re going to be daddies. I’ll save that for when I’m out of here.

And I can’t fucking wait.

EPILOGUE

SIX MONTHS LATER

NOLA

Whispers fillthe space around us as the bite of the cool night air makes me shiver.

I ignore everyone around me, my focus on the three men walking towards me.

They’re just as regal and deadly as the first time I saw them like this, exactly a year ago today.

Dressed in all black with their plague doctor masks in place, they stop in front of me. And even though I can’t see their eyes, I feel their stares on my half-naked body.

People aren’t whispering with excitement. They are whispering because they’re confused as to why there’s a six-month pregnant girl wearing a teal bunny mask standing alongside them.

We didn’t need to do this, it’s more for show than anything. I want everyone to know that these are my men. That they picked me before, and they will pick me for the rest of their lives.

I feel sexy, desired, and aroused knowing what's about to happen.

They’re going to bring me down into the catacombs, lay me on that same stone altar, and fuck me in front of all of the Brotherhood.

They’re going to show these men who I belong to, who owns me. That no one will ever be able to lay a hand on me. I’m untouchable.

After the night of Roscoe's arrest, I went home with a few new scars on my body and three overly protective men.

It got so much worse when they found out I was pregnant. Sylas was overjoyed, Wesley was shocked but happy, and Jasper?

He fainted. He will deny it until he dies, but he totally fell backwards on the couch and passed out. But he will tell you he tripped.

I’ll let him believe what he wants.

Once everything sank in, they were excited.

I can’t wait to see them be the amazing fathers I know they will be. For Wesley and Sylas to show our daughter what a real father is, and for her to help heal that part of them that never got to experience it.

My mom and dad were overjoyed. I’ve never seen my father cry before, but he bawled like a baby. It was so cute.

They already have a whole nursery set up at their place for when they demand their grandparent time. Not that I’d protest, I’ll need any free time I can get because you can’t exactly do the kind of extracurricular activities the guys and I like to do with a baby in the house.

I think that will be the biggest challenge, not being able to fuck whenever and wherever we want. Our lives will now revolve around a tiny little human.

A few days after I told the guys I was pregnant, they demanded I move in with them. I didn’t object. I spent more time there than at home anyway.

Skittles took some time to get used to his new surroundings. Dad said he was coming by their house a lot, sitting in my old bedroom window waiting for me.

But once he realized where his new home is, he comes and goes freely.

The guys love him. A little too much if you ask me. He now knows way too many inappropriate words thanks to them.

Never thought I’d have my pet bird come tell me that my boyfriend was looking for me so he could fuck me raw.