Six months later...

PPOV

"God damn it, Izzy! Get your tiny ass in here."

I heard a giggle and turned around and glared at my mate when she poked her head around the corner, "problem?"

Giving her a flat look, I pointed to the shredded remains of my couch and waited for her to explain what the fuck happened this time. Over the last few months, my girl had made leaps and bounds getting her strength and temper under control but there were times that she still snapped over tiny little things and that usually ended in destruction. She still wasn't quite a full year old yet and I understood that, but for the love of fucking God, she was eight months old this shit was really starting to get on my damn nerves.

She looked at the couch and blinked a little, "I didn't do that. I broke the chair, Jasper and Garrett fucked up the couch."

I opened my mouth only to snap it shut again, and blinked a few times before trying again, "why?"

She shrugged, "they were fighting over the remote. Jasper wanted to watch the history channel and Garrett wanted to watch porn. I broke the chair trying to get out of their way. If you wanna get pissed off, get pissed off at them. I, for once, didn't do it this time."

I shook my head, "that's not what I meant. I meant why are they here?"

She shook her head, "fuck if I know. I didn't ask. They're out back if you wanna take your irritation out on the right targets. I'm getting a bath."

I watched after her a moment before shaking my head. I'll join her in a minute. First I had to get rid of some unwelcome house guests.

Walking through the house, I went out the back door and found the two little bastards sitting in lawn chairs smoking my cigars and drinking my aged whisky. I was gonna kill 'em.

"What the fuck?" They both turned to look at me and raised their glasses in hello. Oh, FUCK no. I crossed my arms and glared, "what, the fuck, are you doing here?"

Jasper shrugged a little, "my girl was getting on my nerves so I decided to take a little time away." Garrett nodded in agreement to the statement.

I smirked a little, "and they don't know where you are, do they?" When they shook their heads, I pulled out my phone and flipped it open, dialing a number that I only used once and crossed my arms again as I put the phone to my ear. Jasper looked over at me, his eyes a little narrowed and I gave him a shit eating grin when there was a light and cheerful voice in my ear.

"Hello?"

"Hey there, Darlin', it's Peter." Jasper glared at me and I winked at him.

"Oh, hey! Did you get my message?" I didn't but she didn't need to know that.

"I did, Darlin'. I was just callin' to let you know that Jasper is in fact here and to be sure you let Brigitte know that Garrett's here too. She sounded awful upset."

There was an exhale on the other end of the line before a timid version of Jade's voice came over, "would you mind if I came over. I think I did something but I don't know what it was. Jasper just growled at me and took off."

I clicked my tongue a few times, "well, that wasn't very nice of him. I'll be sure to let Izzy know how he treated you while you make your way over, Darlin'." This was one of my mate's best friends. She was gonna crucify Jasper over this; probably Garrett too if he did what Jasper did.

The moment I mention bringing this to my girl's attention, both Jasper and Garrett lept to their feet, dropping their glasses and cigars to the ground. I cocked a brow at them and tilted my head to the side in challenge. They were either gonna leave or they were gonna deal with my still newborn mate. The choice was theirs and she could take both of them at this point, at the same time.

They were looked at a point above me and I turned to look over my shoulder at my mate, who was on the balcony off our room, her eyes black and narrowed. She had heard enough of the conversation to be pissed off but she wasn't out for blood yet, there was still white visible.

Jasper cleared his throat and held out his hand for the phone, which I hand over with a smirk. After a short conversation, he handed it back and he took off like a bat outta hell. I cocked a brow at Garrett, who dipped his head before he too took off. Smart little fuckers, aren't they? Putting the phone to my ear, I told Jade it was my pleasure and hung up before putting my phone away and just leaping up onto the balcony.

Izzy looked at me and cocked a brow, "what was going on?"

Smirking at her, I began to walk her backward into our room, pulling her shirt off over her head along the way, "nothin' Sugar."

As I dipped my head and racked my teeth across her neck, she choked out, "didn't sound like nothin'."

Pushing her into the wall before lifting her by the back of her thighs and wrapping her legs around my hips, I ran my lips up the column of her neck, "Don't worry about it, Sugar. They're gone and that is all I really care about."

After the that lovely little war, I took my mate and escaped the masses and vanished for a few months out into the middle of nowhere and told no one where we went. We had only been back to civilization for a couple of weeks and were already dealing with a bunch of bullshit and unwanted house guests. Izzy had made arrangements for her two beloved pets to come for a visit next week and Jasper and Garrett wasted like no time hunting us down and were only about an hour run from us now. I was steadfast in the demand that once the dogs leave, we are disappearing again; probably for good. She didn't like it, and had made the request to see her dogs every now and then, to which I gave in because I couldn't deny her anything, but other than that, I was telling no one and neither was she.

Turning my focus back to my mate, I slid my arms under her ass and carried her into the bathroom where she had a bath running. Turning the water off, I sat her down on the counter and pressed my lips to hers as I pulled her boots off and she went the easy way and just tore my button down open, giggling a little at the pings of the buttons hitting the ground, before she undid my belt and jeans, pushing them down my hips as I took the waist of her shorts and pulled them off her.

Kicking off my boots and jeans, I picked my mate back up and turned and stepped into the tub. Sitting down, my girl wrapped her arms around my neck and straddled my hips, my very excited cock between our stomachs. It wasn't very often that she was on top but when she was, hot damn is all that comes to mind.

She lifted herself up on her knees and, letting go of my neck with one arm, grabbed my member and lined us up before slowly sliding down my length, breaking our kiss as she gasped at the intrusion. Once we were hip to hip, she stilled for a moment to get used to the position before she began to roll slowly against me, twisting her hips every few strokes.

My eyes rolled up into the back of my head and i slid down the side of the tub a bit. Now, when you're 6'4, the only way to fit in a bathtub to have one custom built. This one was big enough for me to be completely flat on my back with room to spare. And that was exactly how I was... under water.

Izzy leaned back once I was completely flat and set her hands on my thighs, changing the angle and depth reached with each roll or twist of her hips. She took her time for once, no hurry in her pace, no care for anything other than enjoyment. I opened my eyes and looked up at her through the water and saw her lips slightly parted, eyes closed as she moved, the water amplifying her moans and sighs.

When she sped up a little, I slowly sat up, crossing my ankles and wrapping my arms around her and setting my forehead to hers. She opened her eyes and locked them on mine, her care and devotion shining like a beckon deep within the red pools of spilt blood, drops of crimson for me to follow, leading me to her, leading me home.

She bit her lip a little, an uncertainty sliding through her eyes before she pressed her lips to mine lightly. She never still her movements, never paused her stride. When she pulled back, that little spark was still there for a moment before it went out and a firm resolve hardened in its place.

"I love you."

I slid my fingers into her hair, not tugging, not pulling, just cradling her skull in the palm of my hand as I stared her in the eyes.

"Until the world comes to an end."

We made love in the tub for hours, long after the water went as cold as we were, staring into each other's eyes. I never would have guessed that after everything that I went through over the last 135 years; all the hate, all the murder, all the destruction and rivers of blood that I waded through and created, I would be here. A year ago I figured I would be still be alone and content. I can honestly say that this, blissfully happy and mated, I never saw that coming.