Jonathan Miller….
Her phone rang, and she answered it groggily. We were still holding her and our sons. "Hello, Smith; yes, I’ll be there," she said. She was instantly awake as she stood. "I have to go," she said. She looked at our sons. "It’s time to practice fatherly duties, with the assistance of Jayne," she smirked.
Before we could say a single word of protest, she left us. I carried Alex with me, and Jevon was scooped up by Axel. We intended to follow her, but a woman wearing thick eyeglasses stood outside the door as if she were waiting for us.
"Good evening, alphas; it’s time for the young heirs to sleep," she said.
I looked at the woman and realized that she was a she-wolf. Why did De Rossi hire a she-wolf for their sons? And she was wearing eye glasses as props? Wolves were sh
