We arrived home at long last and settled into a comfortable routine.

So far, Alpha MacKenzie had still not been found, but the Entropus family wasn’t going to stop searching for him utilizing the magic resources at their disposal. It was odd that such methods had yet to turn up any information on his whereabouts, but they assured us that they would keep looking.

After a few months of searching, Tristan and Avery found all of the rogues that had been exiled by their fathers over the years and those who had not committed serious crimes were offered the chance to join First Montana Pack. They brought their families and made their pledges to their new Alpha, Tristan Martin.

One year after absorbing his father’s pack, Tristan completed the building in our territory.

First Montana Pack - or Wolf County, Montana - was one million acres with a population of 3,497. All were part of the pack. It became the wealthiest and largest pack in the western world.

Our little town square and neighborhood of 5-acre home sites had blossomed into ten apartment buildings, 1700 houses, some two hundred businesses, shops and restaurants and a thriving Pack House with an ultramodern security facility.

We were completely self-sustaining with our own power plant, water supply, water and sewage treatment plants, recycling plant and garbage processing facilities.

Tristan and I are beloved by our pack, as are our children: Amy, Selly and our son, Rowan.

We’d allied with packs in the neighboring states and frequently held parties and events to get the young unmated wolves together.

We were steadily growing in numbers thanks to many of our pack members finding mates from those surrounding packs.

We always found milestones to celebrate.

This particular day a monumental milestone was occurring.

Emma stood in the middle of our living room looking at herself in the long mirror Tristan brought in for her.

She wore a deep red gown that fitted her curves like a second skin and flowed to the floor in a puddle at her feet. The neckline hung just off the edge of her shoulders and plunged into a deep v between her curvy large breasts. The sleeves were three quarter and fitted to her arms, also.

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I stood back admiring her in the dress, but also her ruby red lips and golden locks which shone in the light. Best of all, her green eyes were shimmering with happiness.

The sun had set a couple of hours previously and the pack had worked all day to set up chairs in front of the huge outdoor pavilion our woodshop had custom built for their wedding and reception party.

I knew that right now the pavilion and surrounding lawn was aglow with fairy lights and flames creating a romantic atmosphere in the night air.

Everyone was invited - all of our pack and everyone who knew Gabriel. There were vampires, wolves, fae, magic users, royalty and humans present.

Tristan was giving away the bride at Emma’s request, while Avery was officiating the ceremony.

“Emma, you look amazing!” I said in awe.

“Are you nervous?” Tristan asked with a smile.

“Not. at. all,” Emma answered.

“Then let’s get you married,” Tristan said.

“I’ll see you down there,” I replied and rushed down the stairs to the car waiting to taxi me to the pavilion wedding site.

I made it a good fifteen minutes before the bride and rushed down to my reserved seat on the front row next to Angelica. I smiled back at Beverly, David and Diane in the second row with the children.

Just then the music started floating across the pavilion lawn and we all stood and turned to look down the aisle at the happiest, most beautifully perfect bride we had ever seen.

Tristan escorted her down to the front where Gabriel waited impatiently, eyeing Emma like he wanted to devour her in a way that she would greatly enjoy.

Once they were about a dozen steps away, Gabriel used his vampire speed to flash to Emma’s side, picked her up and sped her back to the alter.

Everyone laughed.

Tristan came to sit beside me on the opposite side from Angelica and wrapped his arm around me to pull me close into his side.

I sighed with contentment as we watched two of our family and pack members join together while promising eternal love and devotion to one another. This was a promise the two of them were actually capable of keeping.

When the ceremony was over there was a big reception that lasted all night. At some point around midnight Beverly had taken the children to tuck them in and gone to bed herself.

Tristan and I stayed until all of the guests had left and the staff had cleaned up the pavilion’s hall. We remained, sitting on chairs at a long wooden table that had hosted the bride and groom.

We silently watched the sun rise over the mountains.

Tristan smiled so sweetly down at my legs resting across his lap. He was stroking them with his big alpha-sized hands. The familiar warmth in my center was set aflame and I moaned as he shifted in the chair and both of his hands slid higher between my thighs to part my legs.

He grabbed me around the waist and pulled me onto his lap so that I was straddling him, and he began to kiss and suck on the mark at my neck.

“Janie,” he growled into my neck then kissed his way up to suck my earlobe into his mouth.

“Hmm?” I moaned in response.

He nibbled on my ear lobe then put his lips against my ear and whispered, “I’m going to make love to you right now on this table.”

“Yes, Alpha,” I said back in a shaky voice full of anticipation.

“Good girl,” he said.

And then he did.