Epilogue

Three months later

This man wrecked me in every way possible, in a good-to-be-true way. 

The private island Lycan Alpha King Sebastien owned was more beautiful than he described, and we were here for the third day of our honeymoon. 

Yes, honeymoon. Knight asked me to marry him again, and I said yes before he could finish popping up the question. 

And here I was in bed, legs spread at his mercy. His searing gaze burned my skin. He stood at the foot of the bed, naked, and my hungry eyes devoured him. 

He was perfect from head to toe, and those muscles and his long thick erection in his hand with a small drop glistening in the slit of his crown.

I licked my lips, squirming in bed. Knight knew precisely how to drive me crazy. My hands fisted above my head. No matter how I struggled, the rope laced with magic he used to tie didn’t even budge—no thanks to the book of spells my mother’s own. 

Dyl