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Jamison
I’ve been soul mates with Samuel for over two years now, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. He’s my mate. My life partner and I love him until our dying days. I couldn’t see a life without him in it.
Samuel has kept in contact with his mother and siblings. They speak on the phone and come for visits here and there. And we go visit them. His mother is healed over Sam’s father’s passing and is now dating a very nice blue macaw shifter from the south Florida area. They met in shifter grief counselling.
Amy, Sam’s friend, well, she is dating a nice Lion shifter down there and they’re searching for a home in the Utah area to be closer to his family. She has too many regrets and bad memories down in Florida. With the death of Shawn and all that mess.
The royal wolf guards that participated in coming here and attacked us, were pardoned on a one-year promise to never go against rules given by a true king. So far all of them that were healed, have remained with the guard. On that note, Samuel’s brother, Trenton, decided to move his family to the royal home, and is taking over as king down there. His sisters still live by the royal territory as well.
As for Samuel and me, nothing could be better here. It’s spring here in Oregon, and it’s been a wonderful two years together. We’ve made friends with other shifters in this area and plan BBQ events every few months when plans allow. Or we end up running in the woods together and letting our beasts out to frolic and play.
It’s a win-win in my mind. These past two years with my mate, I’ve become to look past my past with the deaths. Look past the hurts and sorrows. And I’ve become a better man and partner to Samuel. He brings out my inner beast and tames him back when needed. I love him more every day for the man he was, is and the man he’s yet to become.
Samuel
I’ve been with Jamison for two whole wonderful years and I can never see myself without him in my life. My bird is no longer squawking in fear, wondering who’s going to come get us next. My bird has also learned to love the seasons here. The summers are not even close to those in Florida, but it’s warm on its good days. The winters are a whole different story. My bird isn’t too happy, but we’ve set up a ‘bird sanctuary’ that’s heated and loads of things for him to explore within it. He’s still adjusting but will also go out into the snow and play for a while in it with Jamison’s beast.
My mother and siblings are doing great. I love having them understand me and love me the right way. They never knew that father was behind the kidnapping and forced wedding. Once his secret was out, he’s lucky to be dead. There were so many people surprised to hear and disappointed in his decisions.
Amy seems happy. She’s moving to Utah soon with her fiancé, Morgan. She wants to start over, a fresh start. And with her meeting Morgan, it’s a great future ahead for them both.
For Jamison and me, well, we’re good. Well, more than that. But the emotions and the bond within us, for human and shifter kind, it’s hard to describe. I guess feeling whole. Complete. And one-on-one understanding with the one you’re meant to be with. Forever.
We won’t ever have natural born children of our own, but the adoption process for shifters is quick. We’ve considered it. But not at the moment. We’re enjoying each other too much. And we have neighboring shifter friends who have children, if we want to feel maternal over kids.
But for now, in this very moment, I snuggle into Jamison’s arms in the backyard surrounded by friends and a roaring bonfire. Our new shifter friends-white tiger, black leopard, grizzly bear, wolves of all colors, black bears. Some in human form...others in shifter form. And the children asleep on makeshift blanket beds for them when sleep came over them.
We snuggle together in the warm blanket covering us in the thick of night, watching our friends nearby. Never could I feel happier than I am right at this moment. I no longer have to be hidden in the shadows, afraid of the next attack, when I have this mate to pull me into the light.
Jamison’s lips caress my earlobe, “I love you mate of mine.”
I whisper back, “I love you too, mate of mine. Forever.”
-The End-
