The Lost Pack
The late afternoon sun glows gold over the trees, and I can feel the hum of the mate bond thrumming beneath my skin.
Jaxon spots us first, sprinting through the trees. “Mum!”
Paige crouches just in time for him to throw himself into her arms. I ruffle his hair, my heart twisting with that familiar rush of affection. Every time I look at him, I’m reminded of what we’re fighting for, why we’re rebuilding, why this pack matters.
“Did you have fun today?” I ask.
“Yeah! We went track spotting, and I found all the footprints on my list!”
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