Wild Hearts
Rafe
“Daddy?”
I smile. “Yes, Nathan?”
“When will I be able to play with my new baby brother?”
I crouch down in front of my three-year-old son and cup his cheek. “Soon, Nathan. But Steele is just two days old and won’t be able to play with you as Tavian can for some time yet. But as soon as he’s able, Steele will follow you and Tavian into the woods, and you can teach him how to hunt. Okay?”
Nathan giggles. “Okay, Daddy.”
My eldest son throws his arms around my neck, and I laugh while hugging him. Nathan isn’t mine by blood the way Tavian and Steele are. He came from one night between my beautiful mate and a man Fate and the Moon Goddess made Elora believe was her destiny.
How dare they play with my mate’s life like that?
Not to mention the poor fool who slept with Elo
