BLOODHOUNDS #4: THE DARK KNIGHT

Epilogue

Everly Jordan

"I have a surprise for you," I said as we had just finished our wedding and got home after a long day of partying. I grabbed Mason's hand and led him to the studio he made for me in the basement.

"Please sit down," I said as I turned on my computer. Mason sat down, and he made me sit on his lap as I clicked the secret file.

My heart was beating so fast, like I just ran a marathon.

After we got engaged, I told Mason that I wanted to have our wedding in a few months instead of going to get married right away like he always wanted. Mason hated the idea, but I wanted to write songs about him.

I wanted to gift him something as a thank you for everything that he had done for me. Not only did he protect me, but he also put his life on the line to save me. And yes, I don't forget the fact that he loves me.

I'm the luckiest woman alive to be able to marry someone like him.

So, for months, I wrote songs about my feelings for him, our ups and downs, our story, and lastly, about him. I wanted to make an album and drop it on the wedding day. Not only that, but I wanted him to hear it before it officially dropped one minute before midnight.

"Are you showing me baby pictures again?" I looked over my shoulder and glared.

Last week, we met my hairstylist daughter named Willow. I told Mason that I'd been having baby fevers ever since I saw her.

"No, you asshole."

"This asshole is your husband." I got up from him and grabbed another chair. His eyes were glued to the screen, and he turned to me.

"Your new album?" He asked as he pointed at the screen, and I nodded.

"It's called Mason." He said, confused.

"I made songs for you. And yes, the album is called Mason, and I purposely dropped it on our wedding night." I smiled, "Do you want to hear it?"

"Hell yeah."

Album: MASON
1. Dark Knight
2. Shadows
3. Downhill
4. Life Line
5. First Snow
6. Red
7. Little Aster

Mason listened to all the tracks, and he turned to me. His eyes were filled with tears. This is my first time seeing him crying. He pulled me to sit on his lap and kissed me.

"I love you." He said as he pulled away.

"I love you more," I whispered and smiled.

"All the songs are beautiful."

"Now you know why I wanted our wedding months after our engagement." He chuckled and buried his head in the crook of my neck. I ran my hands through his hair.

"I thought you were thinking about not wanting to marry me."

"That's ridiculous. Why would I not want to marry you?" I glared at him, and he chuckled.

"If you changed your mind, I had to sign the marriage certificate like last time." He smirked, and I smacked his chest playfully.

"The tour will start in a month, and it'll be your first time enjoying it."

"I'm excited."

"Me too. Will you cheer for me?"

"Yes."

"Like loudly?"

"Yes, Little Aster."

"Will you scream for me?"

"Until I lost my voice."

"Will you wear a T-shirt with my face on it?" He raised his eyebrows before answering, "Yes. I would wear it, but that's an odd request."

"You'll see." I kissed his cheek.

"You know I'll be on every one of your tours, right?" My eyes widen, shocked because I'll be going on a world tour.

"But you have work."

"I can go back and forth." I shook my head.

"You don't have to do that."

"But I want to, and thank you..."

"For what..."

"For the songs. I love it." He smiled, and I caressed his cheek.

"I'm glad that you like it." He leaned closer to me and claimed my lips.

"You're the best thing that has ever happened to me. How do I get so lucky?" Then I remembered that I had one more surprise. I got off his lap, grabbed his hand, and led him up to our bedroom.

"Babe, I'm not going anywhere. I love the-"

"We're not having sex..." I said, cutting him. He raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms, "yet." I added.

I forced him to sit on the edge of the bed as I walked to my closet. I grabbed a black box that I hid behind all the shoe boxes. I tried to carry it but was scared that it might break. I walked out and smiled awkwardly at Mason.

"Can you help me?" He got up immediately and saw the black box when he entered the closet.

"Please pick it up slowly." He picked it up and brought it to our bedroom.

"What is it?"

"You know I've been attending pottery classes with Tatiana and Luna last month, right?" He nodded as I opened the box slowly.

"And you've been annoyingly secretive about it."

"It's because I made this." I took two cups out. It's a black mug with Mr.Calland and Mrs.Calland written on it.

"I made them myself and painted them myself. Luna taught me how to..." He smiled, looking at it, and proceeded to check all the things that I made.

I made plates, bowls, and more mugs.

Mason was too happy. He was smiling so widely and kept looking at everything I made.

"We should get rid of everything and just use these." He said, and I chuckled.

"You like it?"

"I love it. Can I take these to my office?" He pointed at the pink mug with our names and donuts all around it.

"Of course."

"We can use this at home." He grabbed a couple of mugs and then pointed at the plates.

"I'm sending Leroy to get groceries. We're going to eat dinner at home."

"We should go grocery shopping ourselves as husband and wife." He raised his eyebrows, not liking the idea. He turned to the bed and eyed my body.

"MASON!"

"What?"

"Go get change. We're going grocery shopping!" He pouted, and I pushed him to change.

"But..." He walked out again, this time shirtless.

"Just... change." I tried to push him, but he won't budge.

"Do you love me?" He asked, acting like a child.

"Yes, I love you. Get change!"