Epilogue

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SUPER IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE:

I know I asked if you wanted a sequel, and I got an OVERWHELMING YES! (: However, with my busy schedule, (SADD [students against destructive decisions], Student Council, Brass [marching band], and French Club,  in addition to the pounds of homework I get from being in Biology I, English 10, and Algebra II as a freshman) I'M GOING TO HAVE TO SAY, NOT RIGHT NOW. That doesn't mean I'll never write a sequel, it just means not at the moment, but I'll probably end up writing one. TO FIND OUT WHEN IT'S COMING, fan me, and I'll post about it plus I'll update this story telling you when the new one is up. I'm sorry if this dissappoints a lot of you, but I am SO busy. I'm working on another book at the moment, with longer chapters, and just longer overall, and I love it. So look out for that. (BACK DOWN SOUTH) Also, I'm sorry for the wait for the short epilogue, but...it's over now. Thanks for being such great fans and I'm glad you guys enjoyed my first werewolf romance. Also, if you want to follow a blog (of sorts) of mine, it's a HIGH SCHOOL SURVIVAL GUIDE, written as an incoming freshman. it's in the external link (http://thinkthis-notthat.tumblr.com) Thanks for being awesome, yours truly - Madelein Nicole. (my french name in class) (:

ps- i won't lie, it's a pretty shitty epilogue. 

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Epilogue

(A/N: When it says ‘XXXX MONTHS Later, it means since the date of the fight)

          Five months later, Brent and I got married, despite my bulging belly.

          Six months later, Hanna and Aiden had a bouncing baby boy. They named him Avery Drew Reynolds.

Eight months later, I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. We named her Emilee Morgan Paxton. Our parents were just as excited as we were to welcome her into the family.

One year later, Brent became Alpha, and me Alpha Female.

All in all, we were still very much in love, and loved our kids. It was the perfect life…



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