The Shifter Romances The Writer

Verto. She joined him in human form. “That was unbelievable.”

“And something I don’t get to do as often as I’d like, but I’m going to make more time for this in the future. So long as you’ll come with me.”

She linked her arm with his. “Always.”

He pointed at the water. “Look.”

She turned. Color played over the mist of the falls where the water caught the moonlight. “That’s beautiful.”

“It’s a moonbow. They’re kind of rare, but we get one on the falls almost every full moon.” He put his arm around her and they stood that way for a long time, letting their heartbeats slow after the run and enjoying the evening air.

At last he kissed her temple. “Have you changed your stance on soul mates or do you still think they can only exist in books?”

She smiled. “I think I believe in them now. In fiction and in reality.”

“Good. Because I know you’re mine.”

She looked up at him. “You’re so sure.”

He took a breath. “I am.”

“How?”

“I can’t imagine being with anyone else. I think about you when I wake up and when I’m going to sleep. You’ve brought a new kind of happiness into my life. How can you not be my soul mate? How can we not be meant for each other?”

She turned into him, pressing herself against him. “You make a very compelling argument.”

He slipped his hands to her waist, then coasted them down her body to cup her backside and pull her closer. His mouth bent in a wicked grin. “I forgot to mention how physically compatible we are.”

“Maybe you should remind me.”

His grin broadened. “Ready to go back, then?”

“Nope.”

His brows lifted. “Right here?”

“Right here.”

His eyes gleamed with gold, and a soft rumble spilled out of him. “Is that so?”

She shrugged one shoulder, so deliriously happy that it was an effort not to laugh out loud. This man was her future. She knew that without question. And she was going to enjoy every moment with him. “You did say it came after…”