Epilogue
Lilith's POV
One Year Later
"Liam! Logan! Spit that out!" I snapped, swiping a giant spicy beef stick out of my toddlers' sticky little hands.
"Who left this out where they could grab it?" I hollered, though I knew no one would answer. The packhouse was always bustling, and my voice blended into the background noise.
I watched my little explorers wobble across the recreation room on their chubby legs, their laughter drawing smiles from everyone they passed. Pack members stopped to coo at them or ruffle their dark hair. Liam was the fearless one, with Caleb's boundless energy and curiosity, while Logan had inherited Caden's gentle sweetness. Their latest obsession was rubbing their hands on everything and everyone. Maybe it was a sensory thing, but I found it endearing. My
