I Expected As Much

"Dane, how would this even work? I don't know nearly enough about you," Ginger pointed out.

His reply was rather insistent. "I can tell you whatever you want to know! We can figure it out; I know we can! I would never do anything to hurt you like a human would. You're my moon and stars. I love you so much, Ginger, so please don't ever doubt that. I'm yours. Forever."

Forever. She hadn't dared hope for something like that after getting her heart broken. But when he said forever… "Literally or figuratively?"

"Literally. Fae—any race with magic—are immortal unless we're killed and werewolves are one of the hardier races so that hardly ever happens. I was worried about that at first because humans have much shorter lifespans but there's a way around it if you marry me."