Leah POV
I'm sitting at the back of the packhouse watching the twins playing with other werewolves their age.
It's already been almost two weeks since we came here. Officially, we are visiting our grandma, at least that's what I told the boys and Lyra, and that's what Rose told everybody else, including Kyle, although he didn't seem convinced.
I must say none of my worst fears came to be true during the last two weeks. The boys seem pretty happy with the change of scenery, and with Lyra, honestly, I don't think that three-year-old girl is too much focused on what is happening around her. She spends most of her day with me and most of her nights. The boys are already sleeping alone in the other room, but Lyra has a tendency to wake up early, and I have to cuddle her or carry her from 4:
