Kai
“Daddy? Ca-can you hewp m-me pwese?”
I put down my paintbrush and look at my three-year-old daughter. So beautiful she is, the image of her mother, apart from her lilac-colored eyes. Winter has my smile, though, or so everyone tells me. My sons are exact replicas of me, right down to their long hair. My kids make me proud every day. They are so smart and willing to learn anything I task them with. Kailus and Cree are already brilliant little hunters, and Winter isn’t far behind them. I tell my daughter every day that she is just as good as any male. I won’t have her believing otherwise.
When we finally returned home from Lykos, the whole pack was ecstatic to find out they had three new members. My father was touched to learn one grandson was named after him, and we celebrated all th
