(Wyatt’s POV)
“Well, it looks as though we’ve found our Great White Wolves.” Elder Leo said, his voice filled with the same awe I knew I was feeling.
“Is anyone else a little weirded out by how big Max is right now?” Mason asked softly, to which Tyler jerked his head in Mason's direction and said, “Dude! THAT’s your focus? Seriously? Ice and Raine are enormous too!.. And they’re WHITE! PURE WHITE! But yeah, let’s talk about how big Max is.”
I wanted to laugh at his outburst but, instead, I put a comforting hand on my old friend's shoulder and said, “Easy, Ty. Mace didn’t mean anything by it. We’re all just a bit freaked at the moment, that’s all.”
As I spoke, Crystal walked over to Raine and Ice, her smile one of pride as she lifted both hands to caress her children's cheeks tenderly
