“Films,” he murmured childishly. I rolled my eyes and laughed.
“I promise you, you’ll never have to go to a business meeting alone, even if I have no idea what’s going on. But, more than anything, I promise you that you’ll never have to go a day without knowing that I love you.”
I folded the paper back up and gave it to Pilar. Joella stood up with Rowan and came forward. She handed Theo my ring and gave me his plain black band.
“Margo, do you take me as your husband?” Theo smiled, holding my left hand in his.
“I do,” I said firmly. He let my hand go, and I took his left hand in mine. “Theo, do you take me as your wife?”
“I do.”
He grabbed my face in his large, warm hands, and kissed me. We were both smiling, trying to kiss each other, but laughing too much to make it anything more than a small kiss.
He let my face go, and we turned to our friends and family who were cheering, although Sloane was crying loudly.
“After you, Mrs. Weston,” Theo whispered in my ear, taking my hand to escort me back down the aisle.
“Thank you, Mr. Weston.”
We had a large dinner in the house, talking over each other, passing plates and bowls of food down the tables messily.
When we finished eating, Sloane insisted we have our first dance, as was human tradition. She played some slow, acoustic song, and we swayed softly. I didn’t let go of him when I was supposed to. Cam asked Gemma to dance, the same with Caddy and Bodhi, and every other mated couple.
The inside of the house had been redecorated, stripped, and left with only strings of soft lights and flowers around the room.
“I can’t wait to take you to bed tonight, wife,” Theo whispered roughly in my ear.
“As I recall, you owe me one night of me in complete control,” I said playfully, trying to hide my laughter.
“Margo, I’m all yours. Anything of mine is yours; my body, my hands, my heart, it’s all yours to do what you please.”
“That’s a big responsibility,” I noted lightly, face still pressed against his chest.
“I trust you,” he told me.
“You have my heart, too, Theo," I reminded him.
“Good. It took me long enough to earn it,” he teased me. I pinched his arm but kept my head on his chest. “I’ll never let you down.”
“Your mom would have your head if you did,” I said, pulling my head away to glance at Sloane taking pictures of everyone.
“You’re going to be a great mom someday,” Theo smiled.
“You’re going to be the best father ever.”
“Whenever you’re ready,” he said solemnly.
I knew female wolves could only get pregnant if they were in heat, and mine hadn’t come yet. It was indefinite how long it would take for my heat to start since I was a turned shifter, but there was plenty of time to worry about that later.
I bit my lip as I looked at him, remembering for the first time in a while just how much taller he was compared to me. He grinned, lips just slightly parting.
“One day,” I promised simply. He seemed happy at that and leaned down to kiss me. A bright flash snapped next to us as Sloane captured our sweet moment.
She giggled slyly and disappeared into another room.
“I never thought I would feel this way about someone,” I admitted to Theo shyly. “This is so strange to me still. I mean, I’m happy, don’t get me wrong, I’m ecstatic. I don’t know, it still amazes me sometimes how you make me feel.”
“How do I make you feel?” He smiled crookedly, smugly.
“You make me feel like I’m home. Like it doesn’t matter where we are or what’s happening, but like I’ll always be home as long as I’m with you. And-”
He kissed me to stop my anxious rambling. I silently praised him. Then, he pulled away and tucked my hair behind my ear.
“You’re my home, too, Margo.”
Epilogue
“Come on, Margo, push!” Reese screamed in my ear.
I nearly growled at him as another bead of sweat wiggled down my forehead. I grunted, animalistic noises coming from my mouth as I struggled to push.
“You’re almost there, Margo,” Theo praised, pushing his brother away from me.
Olympia, Pilar, Verona, and Sloane stood somewhere in front of me, cheering me on. I couldn’t see them, though. I threw my head back, nearly crying at the pressure.
“Come on, little one, I know you can do this,” Theo teased me. “You’re tiny, but you’re strong.”
“Theo, I’m gonna fucking kill you when I’m done,” I screeched. He laughed anyway and stayed by my side.
“Think about the result,” he urged. I continued to push, my legs nearly seizing up as they spread and contracted.
“You’re nearly there,” Sloane squealed happily. I nearly stopped because of how tired I was.
Theo yelled at me as my eyes closed for half a second.
“No, Margo, just a few more pushes.”
I gritted my teeth, and with one final heaving push, I was done.
I slumped over onto the ground, panting.
“I told you, you could do it!” Theo picked me up under my arms. I stood on my shaking legs and looked at my accomplishment. I had managed to choose a sizeable boulder, around the size of Reese’s.
“I can’t believe I just did that.” I surprised even myself.
“I knew you could,” Theo’s head shook with pride. He picked me up, and I attached myself to his chest like a toddler.
“I think I deserve a reward,” I giggled in his ear before biting it. A low growl vibrated against my stomach. “Will you take me home, mate?”
“As you wish, my queen,” Theo kissed the side of my head. He turned, and we all began walking back to our house.
The peace that
