(Lucian's POV)I stood at the bathtub edge, watching Hunter Thorne sit in the water with Ethan. Hunter's nose kept running, spreading snot across his face with each wipe."Dad, your face looks kind of dark..." Ethan said, his green eyes watching me.I hadn't expected to babysit both pups while Elara visited the Rivers' territory. Ethan was manageable, but Hunter with his cold tested my patience."I'm fine," I handed Hunter a tissue. "Blow."The boy made a disgusting sound that made Luke growl inside me."Now throw that away," I instructed.Hunter dropped the tissue into the bathwater."No, not in the water. The trash bin.""Sorry, Uncle," Hunter mumbled, fishing out the soggy tissue and holding it toward me.I stepped back. "Just leave it on the side.""Ethan, Hunter, you're not two or three anymore," I said firmly. "You need to learn to wash by yourselves, right?"Ethan nodded. "Yes, Dad."Hunter counted on his fingers. "Uncle, I'm five now. Not a little pup!""Exactly.
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