Amara POV
2 YEARS LATER
Atlas is a whirlwind of energy and curiosity. At almost three years old, he is already showing signs of being a strong, determined Alpha. His fierce grip and curious gaze seem to take in everything around him, analyzing, understanding, learning. He’s a miniature version of Dallas, and I can already see the leader he will become.
This evening, after a day filled with laughter and play, Dallas and I take Atlas up to his room. He resists sleep, as always, his tiny fists curling and uncurling as he fights to stay awake. But eventually, the gentle rocking and soothing lullabies work their magic, and he drifts off, his breathing steady and calm.
“I can’t believe how lucky we are,” I whisper, leaning into Dallas’s embrace. The soft glow of the nightlight casts a war
