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The air was electric with energy, filled with the sound of their excited barks and playful growls, as the grassy field became their canvas for youthful antics. My pup, Alma, with her sleek, dark coat that seemed to shimmer in the light, bounded joyfully across the meadow. Her vibrant spirit matched that of Matt’s pup, Sionavar—Sion for short—whose striking silver fur caught the sunlight like a beacon. Alice’s pup, Kerian, was undeniably mischievous, with sparkling green eyes and a quick, darting movement that always kept him a step ahead. Kim’s pup ZaZu, adorned with unique patches of gray and black, gilded gracefully through the grass, while Cam’s pup Rema, the largest of the group, exuded

I sighed, pulling myself from getting caught in things that would never happen, “my mom, at least from what I can remember, was human.” “That’s rare,” Piper wrinkled her nose a bit as she shook her head, “but your dad was a wolf shifter?" She flashed a huge smile at me when I hummed in agreement, "I agree with Trent. I think you’re going to come into your abilities and be an Iota."

“Would you like to go live with Samantha and her mate?” They look at Samantha then back to me and nod. I help them to stand, but don’t let go of their hands. “What are your names?” I don’t know the names of all the pups, but I won’t forget these two after today. “I’m Charlotte.” The older one says, “and this is my sister Amelia.”

Dahlia spoke up as the wolf approached my father. “That’s an oddly powerful yet strange looking wolf,” Troy commented. “Who’s Arthur?” Angelo asked. “The wolf,” Kieran replied. “Who does the wolf belong to?” Boris followed up. “Paxton,” I replied. I already knew about his destiny. “PAXTON?” the guys asked in disbelief. He was pretty large for a ten year old. He was almost as large as Skye. “Yes, Paxton Keller! Now can we please get on with this?” Dahlia said impatiently. She’s a great guardian.

Polly answered. "Your wolves? Trisha, did you get your wolf?" Bianca asked. Polly had gotten hers when she turned five, but Trisha still had a couple of days before she would be five. "Yes. Her name is Kira. She said Selene told her to come early in case we needed her." Trisha said proudly. Sabnac picked up both pups and put them on his massive shoulders. The two pups squealed excitedly, looking down at everyone else. "I don't think we could have defeated Achyls if it wasn't for you two," Sabnac said.

I looked up only to see Wolfe. He stepped in, holding something out toward me. “Here,” he said. “I think this fell from your bag.” I frowned slightly, glancing down. My heart skipped as I stared at the small, colorful bandage of Paw Patrol in his hand. Paw Patrol was Creed’s favorite and most of his belongings, if not all, have the character ingrained on it. My fingers closed around it quickly, almost instinctively. “Oh,” I said, forcing a small smile. “Thank you.”

Patricia whispered, bowing her head. Layla chimed in, her eyes red. "Please, Daddy. She’s so pitiful. What if she really goes?" I surrendered. I sent the kids back to their classes and drove Shea and Patricia to the hospital myself. "Do you have your pack ID, Shea?" She shook her head. "Do you know the number?" "Shea doesn't have an ID, Mr. Parker," Patricia answered for her. I was floored. In Mysticfall, everyone had an ID—even the stray pups in the shelters. How could a member of the Carter family have nothing?

We continued talking for a while until Mika came in. "Hey baby, how's our pups doing?" I glanced at Paige, who looked confused when he called them pups, but she didn't say anything. Mika had been referring to them as pups most of the time since I told him that's what my people called our young. He thought it was the cutest thing and that it fit with our rescue, which was named 'Blue's Wildlife Rescue Center' after a wolfdog that Mika had owned growing up.

Theo pov "So the names we choose for our pups are Gabriel James Savage and Abigail Marie Savage ",I announced to the club and pack members at the meeting the next day. Claps echoed off the walls as many smiled, and congratulations sounded right after. "How is luna?"was asked a lot. "She is tired but all good," I offered. "When can we see the pups?"was asked next.

“But it’s a NEW YEAR! New years are for NEW things! Like PUPPIES!” “Puppies are living creatures requiring significant care and training. Not New Year’s resolutions.” “But Dada” “Charlotte. We’re not getting a puppy. That conversation is finished.” Charlotte huffed dramatically but moved on quickly. “Fine. Then I’ll learn to do CARTWHEELS instead! That’s my New Year’s thing!” James’s contribution was simpler. “New Year! James BIG BOY now! No more baby!” “You’re definitely a big boy,” Seraphine confirmed. “Two years old is very big.”