Her Forever (Book 3)- Epilogue

Third Person POV

“Tell us about the story where you slashed all the warlocks’ throats!” Thicket screamed as he pounced on the bed. His dogwood sword in hand, he waved it about as King Orion smiled at the enthusiasm of his five-year-old. “tell us how you gutted them like fish!

“Hey!” Pandora screamed in defense. “You can’t stay stuff like that; mama said so! It is racist!” Pandora sat on the bed opposite her brother, who was still jumping around the room. Orion nodded as he went to calm his son down. “Thicket, Pandora is right; you can’t say such things. You have a bit of your mother in you as well, don’t forget that. Just because you took genes of a fae doesn’t mean it isn’t part of your genealogy.” Thicket sighed and plopped on the bed.

abandoned deserts.

ill in their own honeymoon phase since she had become of age just a few years before.

I’ll be better than you; just wait and see. Once mama allows it, I’ll be in the ring the same day!”

ild and was due in just a few weeks. “There will be no fighting until you are at least ten,” she scolded. “That is the age where all faes and sirens start their training; any earlier, I won’t allow it.” Willa sat beside Orion, who only pulled her to his lap. His hand immediately caressed her belly as she played with his hair.

ebate happened?” She smiled at both of her children.

ories I have heard from the servants.”

s not. But it’s our story. Your father needed to realize I wasn’t going to swoon into

tent. The healers looked on in fear, fear of not only the queen’s life but of Orion’s fury on theirs.

kled an onyx glitter. As each speck fell to the ground, a puff of smoke would arise. Orion laid her on the table, still the sword in his mate’s side. “Fix her,” he commanded, and they tried. For 24 hours, they tried to heal her wounds, only for her veins and arteries to

orm, but that did not deter him. He owed his life to the queen, and this was his repayment. Creed never spoke a word, just cut his palm and leaked his blood into a cup sitting on the side of the bed. One of the witch healers rushed to him, thanking him for his magical blood. Creed looked at Orion square in the eye and nodded, and left the tent as quickly as he came.

t not without cost. Her womb had been cut, the poison had seeped through, and there was no guarantee that she would bear any children. The large scar was light but still noticeable to even a fae. The healing powers of a fae were no match for a demon’s dagger.

her stubbornness to not give up.

allegiance with the vampires just about ended it all for the couple.

Willa went to say more but felt a strong jab in her belly. Grunting, she doubled over in pain as Orion held her up from hitting the floor.

squealed as her feet hit the floor. Thicket threw down his play sword and ran to get a nearby servant t

. Orion lifted her in his arms as he kissed her forehead. He knew from the last time she gave birth that panicking was something she didn’t need. Willa would smack him every time he asked the doctor if something was, ‘normal.” Willa needed the calm. He woul

ach. The children looked on in worry as the royal nanny came in just in her nightclothes and cap.

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htly colored scales ached when Pandora was making her entrance. Instinct drew her to the water, and the tub was filled just in time for her daughter’s arrival. Orion ripped the clothes off her body and gently set her in the tub, listening to his queen’s cries.

as he slid in behind her. Counting and petting her cheek with words of encouragement, the pain started to lesson to just an ordinary birth.

would typically hear the soft cries of a baby being born, there was a large splash. Their siren son had emerged and took his first swim, tail and all. He swam to the surface as the healer grabbed the baby, checking scales and breathing.

could not get any more perfect.

ered as she tried to feed him. The boy wiggled its tail against his mother as he beg

. “And I love you, my king.”

tinue to love you, my queen, even w

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