Ron’s POV
While Maia is talking to Toby, I slowly slip away into my thoughts. I sip from the champagne glass in my hand and lean back onto the comfy couch she and I are seated on.
I glance at her beautiful face, as she is deep in conversation with Toby, and I feel happy inside. I had no idea that she had been thinking about a baby too. I mean, what a coincidence, right? That is literally all I’ve been thinking about too.
We have a humongous home now, and a vast community of wolves at our beck and call. This is the time for us to settle down here and be happy. The wolves of this new pack of ours are so many that the only figure of their numbers that I was given was an estimation.
An estimation of about 800 wolves and she-wolves. That’s an insanely big pack, isn’t it?
But Maia is right
