I kneeled down to the little guy's height and gave him a warm smile. "If you need anything, little guy, just call out for me," I said kindly. But he just kept his gaze fixed on the TV screen, seemingly lost in thought. It was then that he spoke up, his voice barely above a whisper. "My mama said dat we were goin to be livin here soon wit you and da Alpha." My mind raced, trying to process what he just said. And who is his mama? I asked him to repeat himself, hoping I had misheard, but he just shook his head and muttered, "nuffin." Despite his reluctance to talk further, my mind was already buzzing with questions and concerns.
I quietly closed the bedroom door behind me, but left it slightly ajar so that I could hear Zoo Zoo in case he got out of bed. I slowly made my way down the stairs,
