Epilogue

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365 days later

In the end she had chosen him. Like I had feared. Yet, I didn't really mind. It never truly felt right with her. I know we were mates. Our wolves and bodies knew that. But also, somewhere with her – she felt more drawn to another.

And maybe the existence of two mates seemed impossible but squirrel... squirrel was impossible. She was blonde. Blue eyes. Fragile and had two mates.

And she had chosen someone as crazy as her. Someone that too easily crossed borders.

She had chosen the Hellwooder and it looked like she was finally happy. She didn't have doubts. If she would have had doubts, she would have contacted. Would have crossed the border.

She was happy.

Squirrel was happy.

And I was happy for her. Strangely.

THE END


There I wrote the book. In the beginning I had, had a plan. This plan I had followed through on. But sadly, due to university and life (endings), I had lost a lot of this book. One day i might rewrite this book. 

Goodness knows it has to be rewritten. But thank you for everyone's support. Love you all

A9

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