Primal Craving
I smiled back and gently placed baby Aria in her crib, just like I’d seen Cammy do a hundred times.
Then I ran to Uncle Rowan, and he scooped me up into his arms.
“Close your eyes,” Uncle Damien signed.
I looked at Uncle Lucien for help because Uncle Damien always played tricks.
Once, he swapped the sugar with salt and made Uncle Rowan spit out his coffee. Another time, he filled Cammy’s shoes with cotton balls and said the “shoe elves” did it.
We pranked a lot of pack members too, like sticking googly eyes on the kitchen fruits or putting glitter in Uncle Lucien’s comb.
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