STARTING OVER
(Madison’s pov)
Amelia howled in my head. He was looking for us, our mate wanted us! I smiled, hoping I understood him correctly. Taking in his scent, I slowed my heart rate and controlled my thoughts before speaking. He commented, “I met Max, he’s a wonderful boy.”
Stepping back with a half step, he tightened his grip around my waist as I pleaded, “Please don’t take him away.” Magnus kissed my forehead, asking, “Why would I take him away?” I closed my eyes trying to trap tears, “Please, I don’t want to lose my pup.”
A soft voice asked, “What if Max and his mother lived with me in the pack house?” I pushed his chest back and looked at him with raised brows. He continued, “My stubborn pride got in the way. I should have said something the day he was born. I wante
