Chapter 29 - Epilogue

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Epilogue

Jessie watched as the peaceful snowflakes coated the ground outside her window. Henry had made sure it was placed so Jessie could stay in bed and still be able to enjoy the view of the forest which now was covered in a blanket of white. The master bedroom was the first of Henry's extensions to the house in his new role as Alpha of the Redwood Pack. It had become obvious for the couple how painfully thin the walls were in the house and so the bedroom's construction became a priority, along with an ensuite and a nursery for their future little ones.

Within his first year as Alpha, Henry with the help of Adam and some of the ranchers from the area began the build. The stockmen were eager to assist to show Jessie that they did not support the attitudes of the few who had been against her. Next were guest quarters and then finally another couple's room for when Adam and Tom were mated.

Jessie was so grateful for the attention to detail Henry had given in their new space, as in her last months of pregnancy she had been frequently tired and spent a lot more time in bed. Her hand rested on her eight month's protruding belly, caressing gently, she groaned as her little one kicked hard against her bladder.

"Hey, peanut that was not nice." A deep chuckling caught her attention, she looked up and saw her mate. Henry's face was one of amusement. "Telling our little one off already Jess? It's not their fault that the inn is getting too cramped."

Jessie wanted to be cranky with the teasing but when your husband is standing with fresh coffee, bacon and eggs in hand it was hard to not smile. No matter how busy he had been, Henry continued to make sure he cared for his family, and this was just one of their morning rituals. Setting down the hot meal beside her, the doting father to be rested next to her, his hand automatically laying on her belly. The heat of his digits seemed to always draw their child's attention as within a moment she could feel a tiny fist pump into its daddy's palm. The broad grin and chuckle that followed every time they connected made Jessie's heart swell.

But when he turned that smile in her direction, her heart didn't just swell, it almost stopped. Every time it confirmed that he was all hers, and he had proven that every day since that moment by the pool. She could never describe the feeling that would cascade through her body when their eyes met, and in almost twenty-eight months it had not diminished in its intensity.

Leaning down he kissed her gently, his warm lips melting into hers for just a moment before he pulled back. "You want help getting ready? Everyone is downstairs. All but Joe and Dillon, they are still on their way."

She growled at him as he scooped her up into his strong arms. "You know I can walk Hen. I can even dress myself."

He chuckled at her protest. "Indulge me, love, I don't want you overdoing anything, and if you want to come to see Mum and Dad, you will let me carry you about now."

Even with her extra weight, he still walked as if she weighed but a feather. Knowing that none of her protests would be heard she resigned herself to being babied.

Jessie rested her head against Henry's chest, his solid heartbeat was only interrupted as the sound of her boys laughing and teasing each other reached her ears. So much joy radiated from her house now. Their house. It was their home, and right now Joe had managed, with the help of Tom and Grandma, to decorate it for the season from ceiling to floor. The staircase was wrapped in a beautiful smelling string garland, lush and green with hints of baubles and holly. The fireplace echoed the look with the addition of their stockings, all hand made by Grandma. Aunt Bet's Holiday Village Houses nestled in the garland along the shelf. But the grandest extravagance was the Christmas Tree Adam had found that stood with the star at the top almost grazing the ceiling. Joe, Tom, Adam, and Henry had outdone themselves following Grandma's orders as to where each bauble, wooden, metal and ceramic ornament was to be placed.

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