A few more laughing arguments later, our bags were packed and we were making our way out the door, everyone rolling a suitcase. I peeked back into the room, my heart clenching at the sweet memories it contained.
Gabbi had passed out and was draped over my shoulder, dribbling spectacularly, as usual. We’d come into this place like this. With Gabbi asleep and with a bag. But it wasn’t the same. There wasn’t an ounce of fear inside me anymore.
With David in Hellplane and with Enka by my side, nothing could touch me anymore. There wasn’t anything that I had to worry about that my orc couldn’t handle.
I was already working with Kor—the lawyer Dristan had recommended—to get my divorce finalized. With David gone and not answering the summons it could take some time, but it would happen and then I could marry my mate.
Tasia had already scheduled a hearing with the Magickal Bureau to get my powers back. It was easy to prove that I was defending myself with the evidence I’d gathered over the years of David’s abuse.
I was as free as a bird and could decide to do and go anywhere I wanted. It had been so long since I had that choice that tears clogged my throat.
When a big palm spanned my waist and the male who owned it ducking to press a kiss to our daughter’s head, I leaned back against his chest. Gratitude and hope filled me as I cuddled against him. I had a real family now. My mate, my daughter, my coven and a new clan.
I took a deep breath, savoring the scent of him---the scent of safety and love.
“Let’s go home,” he whispered against my hair, and I squeezed myeyes shut, a tear leaking out of my eye before I nodded, turning to press a soft kiss to his lips before taking a deep breath and releasing it, finally looking forward to the future.
