From a Forest of Bone and Blood | Epilogue
It took a few weeks to get settled. The villagers directed Jensen to an abandoned little cabin just outside of the forest, on the outskirts of their town. Alona decided not to stay, saying that there was business down south that needed attending to - a certain mayor to pay a visit to and put in his place, although Jensen was pretty sure she just wanted to see Genevieve. He briefly considered going with her, but when all was said and done the one he really wanted to see was Jared.
Oftentimes he’d stop working (he’d found employment doing manual labor clearing the road through the forest) and let his gaze trace over the sky, looking for a dragon.
None came and eventually Jensen gave up hope.
Summer waned and gave way to Autumn, and the village was soon blanketed in snow. The villagers had been kind to Jensen, sharing canned goods and food for the winter until he had more than enough to last until the spring. The new road through the forest would probably be completed before next summer, and everyone in the village was excited for it. Jensen contemplated leaving, but he was fairly sure he’d spend the rest of his days in this village where he’d been so warmly accepted.
Soon enough spring came and Jensen was back to work in Wraithwood, working on building the road. It was nearing summer again when Jensen came home after a long hot day in the forest to find Jared waiting for him on the porch of his little house.
He blinked. Once. Twice.
It wasn’t an illusion; Jared was really there. Jensen couldn’t hide the smile that lit up his face as he fought his exhaustion and ran the rest of the way to the house, where Jared enveloped him in a near bone-crushing embrace.
“I didn’t think you were coming back,” Jensen breathed into the skin of Jared’s neck. “I thought you’d found something better.”
“Better than you?” Jared teased, and hearing Jared’s voice that close to his ear once more, so close, jump-started his libido. “Tell me,” Jared continued, “did you lose your mind in the months that I was gone?”
“Possibly,” Jensen said. “Perhaps you can help me find it again.” With that he looped his arms around Jared’s neck and their lips slotted together perfectly, as if they couldn’t ever forget how, as if no time had passed. In the next second tongues tangled, remapping each other’s mouths as they desperately tried to press closer together than they already were.
“Bedroom,” Jensen panted. “Now.”
“But don’t you want to hear about my-“
“After,” Jensen demanded, leading Jared inside. “You can tell me all about it after.”
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