She laughed softly, exhaustion pulling at her.“I hope Ursula finds this,” she murmured.“Her forever.Her mates beside her.Her peace.”
Hunter kissed her forehead.“She will.”
Lennox smiled against her hair.“If anyone can, it’s her.”
Brielle closed her eyes, feeling the bond hum steady and sure between them.Whatever came next, they’d face it together.
And for once, that was enough.
Epilogue
The first rays of morningfiltered through the blinds, slicing across the living room floor in warm streaks of gold.Landon sat at the edge of the couch, elbows on his knees, a mug of coffee cooling between his hands.His brothers were finally stirring—Braydon first, then Colt—groaning softly as they blinked against the light.The apartment still smelled faintly of healing herbs and burnt incense from the night before.It was comforting in its own strange way.
“Morning,” Landon said, voice low and rough from too little sleep.
Braydon sat up, rubbing a hand over his face.“Feels like I got trampled by a bear.”He paused, grimacing.“Or maybe three.”
Colt chuckled quietly, though it turned into a wince.“You’re not wrong.You good?”
Landon nodded, though the exhaustion still dragged at his bones.“Yeah.Better than we should be.”
There was a long beat of silence before Colt asked the question hanging between them.“How did it end?”
Landon took a breath, then told them.He told them about the rooftop battle, about Brielle’s lioness, about the light that had torn through the night sky.About how Caleb had fallen and how the coven had held their ground until dawn.When he finished, the room was silent except for the faint hum of the city outside.
“Ursula?”Braydon asked quietly.
Landon’s throat tightened.“She’s ...recovering.The magic hit her hard.She’s alive, but she’s still hurt.”
Colt’s hands clenched into fists, his jaw working.“We’re not giving up.”
Braydon’s gaze hardened, that familiar spark of defiance igniting.“No damn way.She’s ours, Landon.Whatever it takes.”
Landon’s chest swelled with pride at the fire in their eyes.“I agree,” he said firmly.“That’s why we’re moving into this building.I have my sins to apologize for, and to make my mistake up to her.We fight for her—our mate.Every step, every breath.”He leaned back, finally allowing a hint of a smile.“And we start with a tattoo.”
Colt’s head tilted.“A tattoo?”