Chapter 150 Chapter 150: Epilogue

Chapter 150 Chapter 150: Epilogue
Two Years Later

Senna’s POV

The scent of barbeque was thick in the air. Miranda plopped down a massive bowl of salad right in the center of the table.

“Do you think it’s enough?” she asked, eyeing the table of food. I laughed out loud. There were more bowls and plates of food than our entire pack could possibly eat. Pasta and salads and raw meat waiting to be cooked. There was fruit and veggies, and sweets for the kids. It was a veritable feast.

But that’s always the way it was at these celebrations.

Even so, I fussed a little more with the plates, arranging them so that all the food was accessible for everyone.

“You look great, by the way,” she said.

I smoothed my yellow dress. Then I spun in a little circle and smiled. “Thanks,” I said. “I’ve been told I clean up nicely.”

Alpha Shaun peeked his head into the packhouse dining room. “Sorry if I’m interrupting the food preparation. But if you’re ready,” he said to me. “We can start.”

“Ready?” Miranda asked, turning to me. I gave the food table one last glance, then decided it was good to go.

“Ready,” I nodded.

Linking my arm in Miranda’s, we walked out of the packhouse. The entire pack was waiting for us down on the beach. As I approached, my eyes locked with Kalev’s. He looked handsome as hell in his white shirt and black shorts.

We approached and Alpha Shaun took his place at the front of the crowd. I went and stood beside Kalev. The ocean waves lapped gently behind us. The sun was shining. The breeze was warm. It was a perfect afternoon.

Most afternoons were though.

Korrigan and Isolde came to visit us once, last year. They brought Junie. Junie and Thistle were officially dating. Junie looked so much older, with bangs and short hair. She told me she learned how to use her bow. She was also eagerly waiting for her wolf to awaken. She seemed to be doing really well.

They all enjoyed their time at our pack. We collected sea shells and I introduced them to everyone. But honestly, I think they found it a little boring. They filled us in on the Silver Games, although I only half-listened. I didn’t really want to hear about it.

“It’s nothing like the Slave Games,” Isolde had said. “There’s no violence and killing isn’t allowed.”

“Until it is,” I said under my breath.

“Pardon?” Isolde asked.

But I swallowed down my words. Who was I to judge? Isolde and Korrigan were happy at the Seven Villages. It wasn’t my place to tell them how to think, or how to feel. That was one thing I’d really learned at the Seabreeze Pack.

The pack had a motto. To each their own. Help when you can. Be kind. And that will always be enough.

I liked it. It resonated with me. So that was how we lived now. It was a far cry from our lives in the old sectors when we’d started a rebellion. But I had to admit, I preferred this way of life a lot more.

When Isolde and Korrigan and Junie left, they promised they’d come back again soon. I didn’t think they would though. We lived in separate worlds now.

Luna Sarah appeared just then, breaking my thoughts. She carried two newborn babies in her arms, both of them swathed in yellow silk.

My heart swelled. They were so little. So perfect. She walked towards us.

The pack watched with smiling faces. The Seabreeze pack loved their traditions, and this naming ceremony was right up there with weddings. Over the three years we’d been at the pack, we’d learned that they had a celebration for everything. Summer solstice. Fall equinox. Mate bonds. Wolves awakening. Children turning thirteen. Children turning sixteen. Elders turning sixty.

It seemed like not a week went by that didn’t have some sort of celebration.

This one was special though. It was a simple ceremony held when a new baby was born into the pack. The alpha would bless the baby with a kiss, and then announced the baby’s name publicly for the first time.

Hence all the food in the packhouse. Once the ceremony was over, the pack would celebrate all afternoon, gorging on food and drinking wine.

Luna Sarah passed one of the babies to me. I glanced down at her chubby cheeks and tears pricked in my eyes. She passed the other one to Kalev. He cradled the baby so gently in his arms.

Alpha Shaun stepped forward.

“As the Alpha of the Seabreeze pack,” he said. “I officially name these two little bundles of joy, at their parent’s requests as…” He leaned forward and kissed the baby in my arms on the forehead. “Verity,” he said. Then he moved to Kalev and kissed that baby’s forehead. “And Orrin.”

There was a brief pause before the entire pack broke out into applause. Then everyone rushed forward to call our babies their names for the first time.

“Verity,” the woman gushed. “She’s perfect. Such a beautiful name.”

“Orrin,” the men said. “That’s a strong name. Good choice.”

The pack crowded us, but we didn’t mind. They were sincere and excited for us. Our babies were barely a week old, but I already saw a lot of Kalev in both of them. Although he claimed he saw a lot of me in them.

They were perfect, and I couldn’t get enough of them. Kalev had to pretty much demand that I put them down sometimes.

“Give someone else a chance to hold them, will you?” he teased me.

But not today. Today I would hold them both for as long as I felt like. Because this was our special ceremony, for our special babies.

Kalev and I exchanged a loving glance.

Our twins. Our two perfect babies. Born into the Seabreeze pack and named after the two most precious things that we’d ever lost.

Verity and Orrin.

I liked to think that someone, out there, in a place we didn’t know about yet, Verity and Orrin were together, watching over us.

‘I love you,’ Kalev mouthed to me.

‘I love you too,’ I mouthed to him.

Because I did.

I really, truly did.

The End