-Amelie-
Harper was running at full speed in my direction and almost knocked me down when his little body crashed into me. He was holding Mr. Wolf and laughing loudly. He enjoyed the chase; all werewolves do.
“Baby!” I giggled.
Harper hugged my waist. Mud and sweat on the little boy and the toy.
“I’m sorry, Luna. The Young Alpha is so fast!” Miguel apologized and bowed. He can’t touch Harper, even if the Alpha pup misbehaves.
“How did you get so dirty and so fast, Young Alpha?” I tried to clean his cheek with my sleeve. He was an adorable mess.
Harper giggled and leaned on my hand on his cheek. His eyes are the Van Ryan tone of blue. My heart tugged at the thought of his father. My alpha mate.
“Soccer is great, mommy! I love it. Could I become a soccer player when I grow up, mommy
