Mary and the Bear

Epilogue

Nikolai Taranosky stood at the edge of the ridge overlooking the river, his dark hair blowing in the wind, the light of a half-moon shining down around him. In a few more days, the moon would be full, and then it would be time to claim his mate. He'd been unable to get close to her since the night of their initial blood exchange. Soon, he wouldn't have to sneak into her dwelling at night. She would come to him. He had a few more days to prepare. Then nothing, and no one would stand in his way.