Maddox's gaze wandered toward the distant packhouse, his expression changing incredibly tender. "That was one of your mother's favorite things to do, you know. To sit down with the three of us after a long day in the dirt, spread the lists out over the desk, and run everyone's crazy suggestions by the family." He looked back at Zyan, his eyes radiating with a quiet, healed strength. "We do it together, pup. Just like she would have wanted."By the time the sun lowered below the tree line, casting shade over the newly churned obstacle course, the three men were exhausted, aching, and caked in dried mud. They went back up to the main packhouse, shedding their heavy work boots at the back door. The moment they walked in, they were hit by the overwhelming, mouth-watering fragrance of cinnamon, roasting meats, and warm sugar.But Xander didn't care about his own exhaustion or the food. The moment he crossed the threshold, his eyes swept the kitchen, his wolf instinctively searching for his
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