GALLAHAN’S POV
Willa went back to sleep not long after we agreed to start over from scratch.
And while I immensely appreciated the positive turn of events, I also knew that it was only a matter of time before our old grievances—the numerous bloody hatchets we had agreed to bury—would come back haunting and hurting us.
But I shoved to the back of my mind, wanting to believe that it was a worry for next time, and that it was in my best interest, as well as my children’s, to just keep the peace and bask in the current moment.
So after I opened the windows to let the chilly morning air in, I laid down on the bed, sliding beneath the blanket.
“Hi, love,” I whispered near Calisto’s wolf ear. “Daddy’s here. The moon goddess listened to you, you know? I’m here now. I can’t wait to properly me
