“THERE THEY ARE.”
Brad pointed to the convoy of sedans he could see driving up the main drag of town.
Their parents were back.
“This is going to be fun.” Grayson mumbled as he stepped forward to greet his father who was in the first car.
Brad hung back, watching the council emerge from the vehicles.
His parents were in the last car and they walked forward with grave looks on their faces.
“Brad.” His father extended his hand and Brad shook it, a lovely warmth running through his body at seeing his family again.
“Brad. Oh, I wish we were seeing you under better circumstances.” His mum stepped closer, hugging him tightly.
She was tall for a woman. As an Alpha born she was close to six feet and he didn’t have to bend down to squeeze her.
She’ll tower over Stephen.
The thought made hi
