Logan's pov“Tag! You’re it!”A small hand slapped mine before I could react, and I stumbled into the soft grass. Laughter erupted around me as three children squealed, darting between benches, hiding behind the big oak tree near the pack hall.“Alpha! You can’t catch me!” a little girl shouted, bread crumbs on her cheeks, clutching a sticky pastry she had swiped from the table.“I will catch you!” I said, laughing, lunging forward. My usual alpha demeanor was gone now, no more dark shadows, curses, warnings.Now I was warm, playful, soft. The children squealed even louder, darting away in every direction.Fiona appeared behind me, shaking her head, laughing. “Logan!" She shouted from far behind me. "I can’t believe you’re doing this,” she said, brushing her hair from her face. “The mighty alpha, reduced to chasing toddlers for snacks.”“Hey,” I said, grinning, “I can be many things, fearsome when I need to be, and absolutely ridiculous at other times.” I crouched low, watching the sm
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