Alpha's Claim, Omega's Surrender
All these long years, my mind had been way too preoccupied with heavy territory work and the frantic pursuit of justice for my family, leaving pitifully little time to hold my own son.
“Okay, baby, mommy won't leave your bed tonight,” I soothe him, using my fingers to stroke Logan’s soft hair as my eyes gaze tenderly at his little face, which looks like the exact spitting image of Grant Walker’s handsome features.
“Logan… do your inner wolf truly like his company?”
Logan blinks his big eyes fast, his little mind instantly understanding exactly who “he” is.
“Dad is a super great alpha wolf, Mom,” Logan whispers, looking right into my face. “He is not scary at all when the doors are closed.”
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