Chapter 8

Epilogue

Dante's POV

Zhalia learned how to use her cat powers and my fire powers. She mostly kept her cat ears out, but she could get rid of them if she wanted. It made me worry less about the house burning down in flames, but I still kept a close eye on Zhalia while she slept. Not in a creepy way, in an I-love-you way.

She liked napping outside, but she wanted to make my yard pretty so we planted a garden. One day, I was watering the flowers when something clamped onto the hose. It was a pesky lizard!

"Get off! Go on, get!" I smacked at it.

"What's that?" Zhalia asked.

"It's a wild lizard. They like to bite things." I told her.

"I think he wants food." She said.

"Zhalia, don't." I frowned.

She held a dead mouse out in front of its face. "Look, food. It'll taste much better than the hose."

The lizard sniffed and let go of the hose, taking the mouse and scurrying off to eat. But it came back after it was done and begged for more.

"Oh no, look at what you've done." I moaned.

"I think he's kinda cute." She smiled.

And that was how Zhalia got a pet. She named him Gareon. He liked taking naps with her and laying on her whenever he could. He didn't like it when I came near her, but she scolded him when he tries to bite me. Lok also came over with Sophie and at first, Sophie and Zhalia didn't get along, but after a while, it got better. Metz decided to give Zhalia a job. So now it was Lok, Zhalia and I who went on nightly missions. Sophie still had school.

During a mission, we found two werewolf brothers, Den and Harrison. Lok made friends with them and wanted to bring them home. We did. Zhalia bonded them after we learned they were homeless like she was. They liked her a lot. And somehow, that meant I had two children living in my house now. They were well behaved for the most part though.

It had been a strange year, but I wouldn't change a thing. Especially Zhalia. I loved her.

"Dante, what are you thinking about?" Zhalia placed a glass of wine in front of me.

"About how much I love you." I smiled at her.

"You're a dork." She smiled back.

"I'm your dork." I kissed her.

Dante's POV End