The Witch's Mate (completed)

The Beginning of the End

"I never got to say goodbye." Nora said as we sat on the bed in the cabin. Penny's body was encased in a spell that froze her body, and for now, she slept in our greenhouse on one of the tables.

Nora sat in between my legs as I leaned against the headboard of the bed. The others were in their rooms. Everyone was quiet after the battle.

I'd been rubbing Nora's thighs but now I moved to her hard belly. "She'd want you to think about the baby. She was so happy that you were pregnant. You've been through a lot. Your body needs to support our baby. Don't stop thinking about her but try to remember her as a person rather than a sad memory." Nora nodded and then turned her cheek and played her face against my peck.

"You're right, Red. I should focus on my health. Not only for the sake of this baby, but for mine, yours, and our future children."

I kissed her forehead. "I will admit that it was kind of sweet hearing that we would have a lot of kids." Nora smiled and nodded.

She looked down and I rubbed her shoulders. "Baby, I'm sorry about my sleeping habits as of late."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"For my night terrors. I'm sorry that I hurt you whenever I have them."

"Babe, I'm made of solid rock, you can't even inflict a bruise on me."

"I mean emotionally—mentally. I know how hard it has been for you."

I didn't say anything. This entire time, I thought I was being a skilled actor at not worrying about her dreams.

I squeezed her tight and fought back the desire to cry. "I'm sorry." Nora said, and her voice cracked. That was my own breaking point and I hid my face in her dark hair.

*****

Penny was buried half a mile from the house. Once her funeral was over, Solomon, Hannah, and David left. It was just Nora and I again. Just the two of us. In a few months, there was three of us. And as promised by the Moon Goddess, there were much, much more added to our cabin in the woods.

Until the day we died, we didn't know the plans the Gods had in store for our family, not yet, at least. Nora died at the ripe old age of eighty-five. We never saw grandchildren because our kids chose to stay immortal, a witch trait that went along with their magical abilities and their werewolf transformations too. I eventually reconciled with my pack back in Canada and some of my children chose to live there. I lost the ability to turn into a werewolf by the time I was eighty years-old. I regretted nothing in my life by the time I died at ninety-four, having lived six years without my mate. They were some of my hardest years as I craved to have my wife in my arms and reflect on the years we lived and the love we shared. When I passed, I was smiling, for I would be going home to my witch, my mate.

The End

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