Abby's POV
About three days after giving birth, we could take our little ones home to the pack house. The grandparents and all the aunts and uncles had been here to say hello. It had been damn near impossible to make Ornate, Helena and Sally leave again. They were totally smitten with the twins and the twins with them. Maze kept switching between his wolf cub and his human baby side, making it obvious for us all he was getting the hang of shifting.
Amber was, without a doubt, a giant mystery to us. A perfect mix between me and Matt, whereas her brother was the spitting image of his dad. Handsome and cute in a good mix, but with my purple and silver eyes.
But my little girl. Geez. First, she was warmer than the normal baby, which the doctors took all sorts of test for, but came u
