Unfortunately, I hate to admit it, but I cried a little when my first-born pups finally graduated high school with decently good grades.
“Dad, stop, you’re embarrassing us!”
Wynter gave them each a smack upside the head—quick, familiar, like a sister who’d been doing it since they were too young to fight back. “At least your dad’s here. Mine’s in the Goddess’s Garden, but Logan says that he’s watching over us.”
Guilt-stricken, they lowered their heads. Devon shifted his weight, and Samuel rubbed the back of his neck, suddenly less confident in their suits and polished shoes.
“Well, I’m just happy you got through the worst years of your lives. Seriously though, I’d kill to know where your Mates are.”
Samuel’s eyes went wide. He darted a look at his brother, and they both swallowed—in s
