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  Now, her future with Easton stretched on and on.

  She was free.

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  Aviana searched the woods for her Easton to make sure he hadn’t gotten off work early, but the woods were empty save the evening birds flitting back to their nests and the cicadas singing their rattling song. This was the game. Sneaking little trinkets for her love, surprise gifts to make up for the years she hadn’t been able to find shiny presents and give them to him. Today, she’d found a silver bead along a hiking trail miles away.

  Easton always gave her dimple smiles when she found him something to tuck away in his tackle box of treasures under his bed.

  In the last two weeks, Aviana had settled into life at the Grayland Mobile Park. Creed and Gia were now parenting tiny Rowan, and the Gray Backs were all smitten. Willa had her worm farm in full swing for the fishing season, and Georgia had her woods to protect. Evenings were spent eating together as a crew and laughing into the night. Yesterday, Easton had shared with his beloved Gray Backs the story of how he’d slowly lost his humanity, and there had been not a single dry eye as he finished with how he’d felt the day he’d found out Aviana was his raven.

  She was so damned proud of her brave broken bear.

  The Gray Backs still fought like titans and bled each other regularly, but that was unlikely to ever change. It’s just how her crew was, but that didn’t mean they didn’t care about each other. These people, who she’d been so afraid of all her life, would die for each other in a heartbeat. And now she was included in that circle of safety. In the same measure, she would give anything for her people, whom she’d grown to love indescribably much.

  Shiny silver bead in her beak, Aviana swooped down to the windowsill where she always dropped his gifts. It was the single window to his workshop, just like the sill she’d dropped that first folded paperclip onto. It had a small split in the wood for balancing round objects, and as she landed on the ledge to drop her treasure there, she drew up short.

  There was already something silver and shiny in the crease.

  The bead fell from her mouth and rolled to the ground as she realized what it was.

  It was a ring.

  Glittering diamonds encircled the band, and in the center setting was a gift she would never forget. It was the diamond she’d given him all those years ago—her final present before she’d left.

  She scanned the woods, and her gaze landed on Easton, leaning against a tree as if he’d been there all along, arms crossed and eyes glowing in the waning evening light.

  Aviana pushed off the window ledge and tucked her crow away into her human skin. “Easton,” she whispered, tears burning her eyes.

  Slowly, he approached, eyes never leaving hers. With a slight smile, he plucked the ring from the windowsill and dropped to both knees in the dirt.

  “You saved me—”

  “I didn’t.” He’d saved himself.

  “You did.” His eyebrows lifted as he leveled her with a serious look. “You are patient and caring and understanding, even when I’m confused. You go out of your way to make me feel cared for and appreciated.” He swallowed hard and lifted the ring. “I never want you to leave me again.”

  Aviana fell forward and hugged his shoulders up tight. “I would never leave you, Easton. You’re mine.”

  He rocked her gently, rubbing her back. “Soft and full of tears,” he whispered.

  “It’s too much,” she murmured as she eased back and looked at the ring.

  “It’s not. You like shiny things, and I told you, I have the means to take care of you. What do you say, Ana? Will you marry me?”

  An emotional smile stretched her face, and she nodded as the first tear slipped to her cheek. “Yes, Easton. I’ll marry you.”

  “I’ll make you happy,” he promised as he slipped the ring onto her finger. “I’ll always keep trying to be better for you.”

  She shook her head and cupped his cheeks, lifting his wild gaze to hers. “You’re already perfect for me.”

  Chapter Seventeen

  Nerves fluttered in Aviana’s stomach like butterfly wings. “You look grumpy.”

  Easton’s frown deepened as he hooked his arm over the steering wheel of his pickup and gassed it up a steep hill. “I just don’t understand why those assholes couldn’t wait five minutes. I told them I was running late.”

  Yeah, he’d been late because she might or might not have hidden all his work jeans in the back of his closet. She’d needed to buy the crew a little bit more time, though, so desperate times and measures and all.

  “Are you sure you aren’t going to get bored today?” he asked. “It’s hot, and watching us strip lumber won’t be any fun. And why are you wearing those contraptions?” He looked pointedly at her wedge heels she’d worn to match her pastel pink sundress.

  “I want to look pretty for you.”

  “Ana, you look pretty in whatever you wear. Those pokey shoes aren’t safe to wear out on the landing. You could break an ankle. And put a hard hat on.” His bear growled a long rattling sound in his chest as he reached into his back seat, then handed her a yellow hat. He dragged his gaze back to the switchback he was maneuvering and added, “Please.”

  She was trying her best to hide a smile. Easton was overprotective, no matter how hard he tried not to be. His bear’s instincts got kicked up easily, and she secretly adored that he fussed over her safety.

  She did as he asked and settled the hat on her head. It was going to mess up her curls, but that was okay. Pursing her lips, she fiddled with her engagement ring, twisting it back and forth. She couldn’t help but watch him. They were almost there, and all of the secret hard work was about to pay off. She hoped.

  Easton shot her a suspicious glance, then pulled his attention back to the last big hill before they reached the landing. When the old Ford crested the top, Easton eased off the gas as his eyes went round.

  The landing was full of people, all waiting for him.

  “What is this?” he asked as he pulled to a stop in front of the crowd.

  “They’re all here for you.”

  “For me?”

  She swallowed her emotions down and whispered, “Today is our wedding day.”

  Easton let off a small gasp and blinked hard at her before he looked at their wedding guests again. “Did you beg them to come?”

  “No, Easton. They came because they care about you.”

  He pushed open the door and stood beside his truck, staring at the crowd and looking shocked to his bones.

  Mom was crying from where she and Dad stood with the Gray Backs, front and center. Willa let off a shrill whistle and began clapping. The others joined in, cheering and whooping. Tagan and his Ashe Crew were there behind the Gray Backs, along with Kong and his Lowlanders and Harrison and his Boarlanders. Even Clinton was there with his new crew, looking emotional as he clapped with the others. Damon Daye stood off to the side, holding his great-granddaughter, Rowan, as Creed stood beside him, smiling proudly at Easton.

  Aviana walked around the front of the truck and nudged his side. “What do you say? You want to marry me today?”

  Easton was nodding over and over as his eyes rimmed with emotion.

  “Good,” she said, tugging his hand toward the Ashe Crew’s alpha. Tagan was certified to perform ceremonies, and when she’d braved the Asheland Mobile Park to ask him to officiate the wedding, he and his crew had offered to help her and the Gray Backs plan everything.

  She wiped her damp lashes with the back of her hand as she led Easton to the edge of the landing where her parents had decorated the machinery with white ribbons and oversized bouquets of wildflowers.

  “Before we start,” Tagan said, “your alpha wants to say a few words.”

  Creed stepped forward and cleared his throat. “Easton, from the day you asked me to take you into my crew, I knew you were special. I knew you had greatness in you. When I came up with our name, the Gray Backs, I named us for you and your silver bear
because I knew you had potential to be the best of us if you just put in the work. And over the past couple of years, I’ve watched you grow and open up in ways that I couldn’t imagine when I first saw you, wild-eyed and barely in control. And now you’ve found Ana, and I’m so damned proud when I see how well you treat her. How hard you try with the rest of us now.” Creed nodded, dark eyes filling. “And today, I can say I was right. You really are the best of us. You turned out to be one of my best friends and a man I admire deeply for never giving up. I’m so happy for you, man.” His voice cracked on the last word, and he turned as Gia handed him a thick brown envelope.

  As Creed ripped open the sealed flap, Easton hugged Aviana tightly against his side and seemed completely overwhelmed with emotion as he tossed her hardhat to the ground. He kissed her hairline and let his lips linger there.

  “Easton, your mate came to me and told me you’ve always wanted to visit someplace far away. And I know you don’t think you’re ready to go alone, or even just with Aviana, but we all chipped in and…well…here.” He handed Easton the opened envelope.

  Easton’s chin trembled as he pulled the itinerary out and scanned the first couple of pages. “The Grand Canyon?” he whispered as he lifted a disbelieving gaze to Creed.

  “We’re all going with you, man. All of your crew. Your people. Your friends. We’ll take you there and make sure you stay in control. Damon has given us the entire week off, so we’re leaving tomorrow morning. Easton…” Creed said, gripping his shoulders and shaking him slowly. “It’s going to be amazing.”

  “Oh, man. I just—far away?” Easton fumbled his words as he hugged Creed hard and clapped him on the back. “Thank you.”

  “All right, let’s get these two hitched,” Tagan said through a grin. “The reception barbecue is getting cold.”

  Aviana laughed thickly and squared her shoulders up to Easton, then took his hands in hers. You ready, she mouthed.

  Easton’s glowing eyes were certain as he nodded.

  Tagan’s words were loud and clear, echoing across the landing when he said, “We are gathered here today to witness the matrimony of Aviana King and Easton Novak.”

  “No,” her mate said low, searching her eyes. “It’s not Easton.” A slow smile spread across his face. “It’s Beaston.”

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  Contents

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  Copyright

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

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  Table of Contents

  Other Books in this Series

  Copyright

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

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