Jaded Hearts
Epilogue

Taylor

Months passed, and life for the Blue Moon pack was blissful and quiet. When the boys were three months old, Tyson and I got married in a small ceremony at home, which was perfect and exactly what the two of us wanted.

His mother came and sat on the front row as we exchanged vows. I was so happy she was a part of our lives again.

Our wedding night was beautiful, and when we finally marked one another, it was like my entire life reset. I could feel the difference; I no longer loved him with just my head, heart, and soul, but with every single cell in my body.

Some may still ask how I can completely love two men at the same time, and the simple answer would be this: there is no limit to how much love you can have, how much you can give, and how much you can receive.

Matt and Tyson give me their all each and every day, and I do the same for them. Yes, it gets tiring at times, and there are days I want to hide away in a closet, but then I remember my children and how much they have enriched my life. I remember how worthy their fathers make me feel every time they look at me or touch me, and I realize that nothing could even be bad enough to make me hide from them.

Tyson’s business began to boom after he signed his government contract, so much so that he had to lease another floor in the Black Enterprises building to handle the increase in demand. Even with the added workload, he made sure that he carved out time for the occasional lunch date with me and that he was home every night to put Jaylon to bed. I was beyond proud of him.

Matt was promoted to President of International Relations after he landed another huge contract in France, so my temporary job as his personal assistant became permanent. I actually ended up with an assistant of my own to make sure we could stay on top of all the demands the new position required.

I still had dreams of finishing my degree and hoped that one day they would become a reality, but I wanted to support my family in any way I could. Besides, I knew that they would do the same for me in a heartbeat. Xayden and Alex still constantly fight over Genesis, but she handles their tantrums like a boss and manages to get both to sit and play with her with just a smile.

It doesn’t matter how old they are; men are suckers for a beautiful smile.

Aires and Henry gave birth to an adorable little girl named Isabella. She’s an absolute doll, and the entire pack is excited to see the abilities she’ll have being a vampire, bear, and wolf hybrid. Henry is over the moon in love with his girls and is still just as sweet and gentle with Aires as always. I still swoon a little when I see them together.

Kade surprised Morgan with a ring on her birthday, and now the two are planning their wedding. Morgan doesn’t know if she wants a destination wedding or something here in California, spring or winter, beach or mountainside. So, it’s going to be a while before they finally say, “I do.” She’s also been working on plans for her bakery. Kade jokingly named it the “Sugar Bear Cakery,” and it was so cute that it stuck.

Xander, Alaia, and Alexi are still goals to me. I still sometimes hit snags and roadblocks in my relationships, but these three seem to have gotten it down to a science that one day I hope to also master. Alaia still pushes Xander’s buttons just to be “punished” afterwards, then goes out and slow dances in the rain with Alexi.

Xander worships his Luna, and Alexi sees her as an angel who saved his life. Their marriages are complex and beautiful and pure, and I’m honored to be able to learn from them.

And to think that all of this peace and tranquility I’ve finally found started with a mentally unstable wolf who made me his obsession and refused to let go. I’ve let go of the hate I had for Andrew Witt simply because there is no longer a place for it in my life; there’s no place for him in my life. His abuse crushed my self-esteem and completely broke me mentally, physically, and spiritually. It was that broken girl who chose to work at Eden in an effort to rebuild my self-image. The place did the exact opposite, but it also brought me Matt, so I will forever be grateful for it.

Drew also brought Tyson back into my life in the darkest and most twisted way possible, but it was still his doing. So, in a small way, I’m grateful for all the s**t I had to go through with him because it led me to become Taylor Frederick-Stone. I went from a small, scared, and scarred little girl to a strong and competent woman, wife, wolf, and mother.

My heart is full of love and happiness. Never again will it be jaded.