WILLA’S POV
“Mommy, when is Daddy going to come and visit us? It’s been forever,” Calisto whined, laying himself across my abdomen, making us form a crooked cross on my bed, which the twins had decided should retain its needlessly enormous size.
“It’s only been two weeks,” I said, reaching down to pat Calisto’s stomach in comfort.
“It’s been forever,” he insisted. “Why does he have to leave anyway? He’s our dad! He’s ours.”
“Yes,” I said slowly, trying to get him off of me as gently as I could. He obligingly budged, wiggling and sliding off my stomach until only his head remained perched on it. “But he is not just your Daddy. He’s also the Alpha King’s son, and he’s-”
“Wait! Really?!” Calisto exclaimed excitedly, jumping up into a sitting position. “Daddy’s the Alpha King’s son?! Does
