Alpha Xander's Human Fated Mate
We get there, and we start searching for the kids.
Xander sniffed the air, trying to recognize his children's scent, until he stopped in one room.
"They are here in this cell; I can smell them."
He happily exclaimed.
We looked through the metal doors of the cells.
"Kilyan, Onyx, Angie," Xander called out.
In the dim light, their eyes met mine, reaching out with an open hand.
"Daddy," they said.
"Mate." I heard the word, and the most delicious smell hit my nostrils, and my wolf chanted in my mind the word "mate."