Part 6 (1/2)

Sebastian dove at Aaron and caught his head with his hands. One quick jerk to the side and Aaron no longer resisted. Sebastian let Aaron's dead body fall from his grasp. The lycans in the room growled, and the blond one silence them.

”No more bloodshed,” the blond said. ”We'll take him and go.”

”Travis!” Another exclaimed. Travis turned and let a low rumble escape his throat.

Sebastian knew that Travis was now the pack's Alpha male, their leader, and from his actions tonight, he would make a fine one.

Stepping away from Aaron's body, he turned his attentions to Gitana.

William was on the floor next to her, pus.h.i.+ng on her chest. Sebastian's mind raced. She couldn't be dead. His mate, his love could not leave him when he'd only just found her.

He dropped to his knees and reached for her. William touched his hand gently. ”She is gone, old friend.”

Sebastian screamed out, seizing hold of Gitana's tiny body. It cooled and knew that life no longer ran through it. His now beating heart felt as though it had shattered. He clutched her body to him, kissing her, rocking her back and forth gently.

”Je t'aime,” he whispered.

The air in the room stilled. The temperature climbed rapidly around them, but he did not care. He pulled Gitana to him, as tears fell down his face.

Gitana's body tightened, her eyes flew open, and she drew in a sharp breath. William was suddenly there--helping to support her head gently.

”Gitana?” William said, softly.

A small smile formed on her mouth as her gaze moved to Sebastian. ”I love you too,” she said weakly.

He dropped his lips to hers and kissed her through his tears. His body shook, partly from the shock of the G.o.ddess giving her back to him, and partly out of the need to resist crus.h.i.+ng her with his love.

He drew his lips back from her slowly, savoring her sweet taste. She tried to sit up, but he and William said no at the same time. She laughed. ”I'm fine you two. Stop worrying about me.”

”You died,” William said sardonically. ”How is that fine? And how exactly were we not supposed to worry?”

”I didn't die. I stepped onto the spirit plane to receive a message, that's all.” She grinned mischievously.

”Pardon?”

Gitana touched his cheek lightly. ”My mother wants to know what took you so long to find me. She said that you may be slow, but you'll make a fine father for her grandchild.”

”Father?”

”Yes, Bastian, the baby is fine. I'm fine.”

Epilogue.

Sebastian drew in a deep breath as he watched his wife working in her greenhouse. Her hand went to her tiny belly, as it often did. At twelve weeks, Gitana's belly had the slightest curve to it. She had only begun to show and he alone had the privilege of knowing that. Though William remained with them, he had not shared their bed again. Nor would he ever. As much as he wanted to see his friend happy, he could not let it be with his wife.

”I love you,” he said, as Gitana repotted a small plant.

”I love you too, sweetie, but that's not what you came out here to talk to me about.”

Sebastian sighed. His wife knew him well. William had received a call from a friend informing him that the Council had pinpointed their location and were in the process of planning what their next move would be.

He and William had spent the last two days straight trying to convince Gitana to leave, to go into hiding while they hunted down all that threatened them. She refused.

”You still trying to take my granddaughter away from me?”

Sebastian turned to see Gitana's grandmother standing behind him. The old witch could sneak up on him as no one else could.

She took great pleasure in getting the drop on a vampire. As much as she pretended to dislike him, he could sense that she cared for him, and he her.

”Madame, I think it is for the best that you all move somewhere safer.”

She huffed. ”We are moving boy or have you not noticed the boxes? I swear, Gitana tells me that you're a intelligent man, but I've yet to see it.”

Sebastian rolled his eyes and the old woman smacked his arm. ”Pardon moi, I did not mean to be rude, but I had hoped to move further than the house next door.””We all hope for a lot of things, boy. A move's a move. Besides, I've already told you that my granddaughter is safest here.

Travis and the pack will aid in whatever you need, and the magic that lives in these lands will protect all of you.”

”I hope you are right.”

”The spirits have told me that all will be well, and I tend to listen to them. Plus, the British boy's gonna meet his mate real soon, and he can't do it if he isn't here.”

THE END.

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