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Before Mia could retaliate, three young pups brush past her, causing Mia to fall into the lap of some drunk wolf, who promptly carries her away. “Why do you look like Nana? Daddy has a picture of her, and Papa and you look like Nana, but you have fire hair.” My eyes focus on a little girl who looks about five years old. Her big doe-brown eyes stare up at me while the two younger wolves that look to be about two wait on either side of her. With how similar they all look, it takes me only a moment to figure out that the two little ones are twins, and that the five-year-old is their older sister. I smile at the three pups, and Dominic scoots over to allow the three to join us on our lounge chai

But there was no way any of her requests right now was possible, except the baby part. "Dinosaurs don't exist, Lexi, and you're too untrained and little to ride a big horse. Forget the size, you're too young to do anything," Her father, Mr. Bernard said to which she grimaced. Her mother nudges his rib with her elbow indicating him to agree to her desires. He sighs and nods his head at her. "If that's what you want sweetie, anything for you," he complied. "I also do want a playmate and a sword, I learned it's a self-defense tool. And a-" The knock on the door made her pause her requests.

Nate says. “Oh, but I want to see what Ty is packing,” I joke, making Mark growl and Ty laugh. Marcella and I turn around. Marcella- I kinda wanted to see too. Me- Bad Luna. Marcella- I can’t be a saint all the time. When we turn around, I see my Dads. Betsy- Peter is Nate’s wolf, he is the brown smaller one. Matt’s wolf is Dustin, the gray larger. Me- Thanks. Can I see what you look like?

Grant's mouth hung open in shock. "What..." He started as he looked at the two on my lap. I noticed Matthews' four paws were silver. Grant looked at me. "looks like we have three shifted pups." I said as Hela had gone back to bouncing around in excitement. "What about the girls and Julian?" He asked. "Take Matthew." "Which one is Matthew?" He asked as Matthe pounced at him sending him flying back into his pillow. "Damn, they are going to be strong little so and sos." He muttered.

He wiggled the leashes in his hands. "Where'd you get them?" "Just by the roadside where the second popped out from." "But they're just so cute." I gushed at the little puppies. "Do you even know their breeds?" "The hell do you take me for? They're Lhasa Apso." I defended myself. "Ten points to Roxanne!" "I'm going to have to get used to that name, innit?" "Yup." He popped the 'p'. "You know you can just call me Roxy right?"