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But after they met Harvey, his life suddenly became more fun. Now, Leo has a lot of uncles in the Clarke mansion, in addition to Kian and Grayson. He has his friends, the maids, who love to cook everything he loves. And most importantly, he has Harvey, the man who'd do anything to make him smile. "Leo," Eden interrupts the boy's thoughts, "What's making you smile," he crouches next to him and pats his back. "Because I'm happy, papa," Leo hugs him, "I'm happy you're all here. It's so fun,"

Despite being a child, Leo too was very observant and immediately turned to smile sweetly at Sebastian , "thank you, Uncle Ford." "Hmph! You can find yourself a hundred uncles and I am still not afraid of you, this doesn't change the fact that you are just a loser! Leo, grow a pair and fight me, one on one. If I beat you, you are not allowed to blackmail my mommy anymore!" Suddenly, a high-pitched voice of a young child came through from outside the ward.

Lana said, diverting Gama, Erina, and Tasha's attention. They then bid farewell and hurriedly got into the car driven by Leo and escorted by a guard. "Who's Uncle?" Gama asked Leo, feeling unfamiliar with the man's face. "Oh, yes, Uncle's name is Leo. Gama and Erina can call him Uncle Leo." Gama and Erina nodded; both seemed to think for a moment and soon smiled widely, shouting, "PaLe‼! Uncle Leo!" Leo unconsciously smiled and chuckled at the amusing antics of his employer's two children.

He felt really awkward about that. Leo made a face at Yvonne while in Wesley’s arms. Seeing Jared standing at the side, he poked his head out, pointed at Jared, and said to Wesley, “Granduncle, Mommy has a father, so bad guys won't dare to bully me and my mom again!”

His eyebrows arched up as our eyes met. “Damn son, you clean up nice,” Leo said. I couldn’t help the smile that pulled at the corners of my lips. “Gasp, is that a compliment from the almighty Leo?” I asked in mock shock. A cock smirk spread across his features and instantly, I regretted saying the almighty bit. “I dish out compliments where they are due,” Leo crossed his arms and nodded his head as if he were some all-knowing guru. “I’ve got my sights set on a blonde.”

The shameless man kept snuggling into my neck, begging me to assuage my anger. I rolled my eyes before tapping his back. “You're forgiven. Just know that if you ever treat me like that again–” “You will dump my rude ass,” he completed. “I get it. I get it. Can we go to bed now?” *** “Uncle Leo!” Jacobi exclaimed as we walked into the pack house. Leo choked, his water spluttering from his lips and landing a few feet away. “What the hell did you call me?” Jacobi straddled Leo's leg. “You're my uncle Leo. There's Uncle Cain and Uncle Ronan but Uncle Ronan is dead.”

"Every major pack node is detecting the same signature. Phoenix... they think the White Wolf just fully anchored." The world inhaled. I felt it through the link—millions of predators lifting their heads at once. Leo tugged at my sleeve, his small fingers clenching the obsidian fabric. His sapphire-gold eyes were wide, reflective, like twin bruised universes. "Mommy... those uncles are scared of me again." His voice gained a tiny edge of sassy defiance. "If the older thing calls... I can make it quiet forever. I can make the floor stop moving."

He squinted, examining Tristan’s eyes and the shape of his jaw. "You have the same nose," Leo observed solemnly. "Are you my Uncle?" I held my breath. I expected Tristan to be awkward or perhaps recoil from the sudden intimacy. But instead, something incredible happened. The sharp, bitter lines around Tristan’s mouth vanished. His entire face softened, a look of genuine wonder crossing his features as he looked down at the boy. "I suppose I am," Tristan said, his voice dropping to a gentle, husky tone. He reached out, and for a second, I thought he might hesitate. But he didn't. He ruffled Leo’s messy morning hair, a small, crooked smile finally touching his lips. "You must be Leo. I’ve hear

Leo joked from the opposite side of the room, making my Uncles laugh, and my Dad too as he walked into the room. “Wait until it is your turn, a beautiful mate waiting for you at home, you will know then little Leo.” Uncle Dan teased, earning himself the middle finger from his godson. Leo hated the nickname, but that was the reason they all continued to use it. That was one thing my family loved to do. Tease. Joke. Wind one another up. All laughing together. The way it had always been, and no doubt the way it would always continue to be. So much love and fun. The way family was meant to be.