Callen's POV
***5 years later***
"Colton, you better get your tiny little butt out here and eat your breakfast?" I yelled at him from our tiny little kitchen. We spent every morning together, but today was different. Today was his first day of kindergarten. He didn't want to start school, and we've already had many discussions about it.
"Dad, I don't want to go," he said, coming into the kitchen, dressed, but his shirt was untucked and his shoes were untied. He hopped up in his chair and I pushed his cereal closer to him.
"We've talked about this. It's your job to go to school and learn how to read and write and learn the history of wolves. Just like it's my job to protect the kingdom. One day it will be your job to protect the kingdom and, in order to do that, you have to go to sc
