Grace's POV.
By the time Meghan and I arrived back at the pack house, Rhyder and Tate were up and sitting outside at one of the picknick tables.
"Hey, you two. Just in time for brunch."
Rhyder smiled and waved us over when he saw us walking toward them.
"Mommy! Aunty Meg! Where have you guys been?"
Tate ran at us with his arms stretched out in front of him. Meghan stepped in front of me and caught him mid-stride.
She spun him around through the air a few times before setting him back fown - Tate shrieked with joy.
Meghan ruffled her fingers through his hair.
"Hey, little man. You're mom showed me around a little."
His little face fell. He crossed his arms over his chest and pushed his bottom lip out.
"Why didn't you guys take me with you?"
He didn't sound happy at all.
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