Levi was already in his pajamas by the time I headed up the stairs. Christine held his little hips in front of the wash basin as the boy went to town on his teeth. Foam bubbled up at the corners of his mouth. His hair was still wet and stuck up in places. The soft scent of his wash still lingered.
"Everything alright in here?" I asked and leaned against the door frame of the bathroom.
Christine smiled at me in the mirror before nodding. "Just getting the last things done before he heads to bed, Luna."
"You know you don't have to call me that. I've long since stopped being the Luna of this pack. You can call me Sutton. Just because you're looking after Levi doesn't mean we are all that different in status." I told the girl and gave her an honest smile.
She raised on manicured brow befor
