The Lunas Second Chance Mate – Chapter 131: The End
Alyson
The pain is insurmountable. I fight through it, thinking of the pups that need me, that are clinging to the hope that I will always fight for them, and I won’t disappoint them now. I turn over, laid out on the floor of the bathroom, the healer working at the cramps in my spine. I grab the towels, grab my own shirt, desperate to get through this sooner than later.
My wolf whines and my heart hurts.
the bedroom. Soon, they find the healer and I in the bathroom, my eyes dizzy as I spot Ryan, naked and drenched in rainwater.
dreaming.
s.
noise unmatched, releasing every ounce of pent-up pain I have left inside of me, and I let it go.
n his lap.
e’s a new noise, a new crying, and I l
?” I pant.
the pain as the healer brings me a pup, handing the other to Ryan who waits expectantly. We
reathe, seeing as the rogue went out to get Ryan, but here my mate is returned home without him.
g. He helped me get back here. He said you needed me and I guess to him, it was more important than I would have ever imagined.”
lm down and begin to coo, I know I have two souls that need me here for them. I won’t deny them that
u have?”
A smile spreads through my features at once. “A—a boy—”
an gasps, his eyes wet. He looks down and pulls his pup closer, shifting the towel as well until I see his eyes pour with more love. “It’s a boy, too,” he breathes, practically sobbing.
came out perfectly healthy, and undeniably adorable. I hold my pup, Ryan holding all three of us, as the world seems to slow down for just us.
I love you, Aly
hank you.”
grin.
fight,” I hum, endlessly in love with my family.
Olivera
t flows through me. I gag, begging for air, for an end to my coughing fit, but when I settle down and straighten out my nerves, I look up and gasp.
the wheat, the vegetation almost as tall as she is, and she laughs so beautifully it’s got to be that of an angel.
it almost feels disrespectful to watch.
sed. “Come on, Olviera James. Go join them.”
know my name?”
ht.
’re not the—a
including the ache of my lungs that gasped for air. It’s missing from existence and now replaced with a scene so surreal, so perfect, that I can’t help but turn to watch the pair in the meadow.
“Who are the
t recognize?”
I stammer, finding my feet after a few failed tries, bringing myself to a run as I embrace my mate.
She gasps, a
to her knees and I do the same, glanc
finding the tears as I grab for my pup, grab for my mate, and surrender to the world I once knew, for the love I knew I’d hold again. For some reason, every nightmare, every pain I ever held is washed away and I relax for the first time since I lost my mate, finally free to live the life we were destined to live.
.
he End