Aiden came running to us the moment we stepped into the packhouse, leaving his minder behind. I couldn’t believe how fast he was growing. It was only a few days since I’d gone, but he already looked so much bigger. Maybe it was because he was an alpha. The minder came running, looking for him, saw us and smiled. “Alpha, Luna, you’re back!” She kept a respectable distance, letting us reconnect with our son.“Mommy, Daddy!” Aiden rushed into Connor’s arms, who picked him up and handed him directly to me.I didn’t imagine the hurt on his little face.“My big boy! We missed you so much. Have you been good for us?” I kept my tone light, trying to distract him from the unusual way Connor handled him.“Yeah, I’m a good boy. Are you mad, Daddy?” he asked, pouting. His face held a seriousness that had no business belonging to a child of his age.“What? No, no, of course not,” Connor said quickly. He ruffled little Aiden’s blonde head. “Tell Mommy what you did today. I’m going to see Grandma. O
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