Page 63 of Tiger Bitten

And she was going to spend the rest of her life making sure he knew how much he meant to her.

Mars was good.

She was good.

Mars had told her, “You belong,” and she felt the truth in his words down to her soul.

The Ambush had seen her at her worst and responded by bringing her in closer.

She was a part of something important now.

Her and Mars’s life was going to be an adventure. She just knew it. She felt it with everything she was. It was going to be full and happy.

No matter what their future looked like…no matter the ups and downs they would endure…this was going to be a life she was proud of.

Epilogue

“Where is he?” Ren murmured to Mars.

“I don’t know,” Mars said low, scanning the forty people laughing, drinking, celebrating and dancing at Dame and Misty’s reception. “He hates weddings.”

“Since when?” Ren whispered.

“Since this morning. That’s what he told me. He said, and I quote, ‘Weddings give me a migraine, and I hate all this mushy shit’ and then he said, ‘before I flip every table in here, I’m going to be mature and take some space, because I’m not getting yelled at by Ren again.’ And then he told me not to tell you about it, which, obviously I tell you everything because we are living this life together, woman.”

She fluffed her flowy lavender skirt and huffed a laugh. God, Stellan was a splinter, but over the past few months, they had grown a weird friendship. It mostly consisted of them trading insults, but whatever.

“I keep finding myself at weddings with you,” she mused.

“My forever wedding date,” he said easily. Oh, he looked so handsome in his black suit, matching his brothers. His dark hair had product in it today, and was all sexy-messy, and his blue eyes were darker. His animal wasn’t ramped up. Mars just looked relaxed and happy. The last three months had been the happiest of her life by far. Even Mom was warming up to him.

She couldn’t believe she got to be his. She couldn’t believe Mars was hers.

Just the thought of how deeply she’d fallen for him, and for this Ambush clogged her throat with emotion.

Ren slid her hand against the crook of Mars’s elbow and rested her cheek against his arm as she watched Misty and Dame dancing in the center of the dance floor.

Misty looked so beautiful in her white flowing dress, and her radiant smile every time she looked at Dame.

She loved their love story.

Mars kissed the top of her head and slid his arm around her, squeezing her tight to his side as she slipped her arms around his waist. “Prettiest forever wedding date,” he murmured.

She pulled her attention away from Misty and looked up at her mate. That man never failed to wake the butterflies in her stomach.

She lifted up on her tiptoes and kissed him. His hand went gentle to her cheek, and God, she had never loved anyone or anything this much.

“Okay, can we tell her now?” came Misty’s voice, breaking the spell between Ren and Mars.

Confused, Ren eased out of the kiss and frowned at Misty and Dame, who were heading their way. The song had transitioned to a new one, and there was a spark of excitement in Misty’s eyes Ren didn’t understand.

“We shouldn’t do it without Stellan here,” Dame said.

“He would be pissed,” Mars agreed.

“What’s going on?” Ren asked.

“He’s at the bar,” Misty said, pointing to the back of the room.