*Noah*
“She’s really growing every day, isn’t she?”
I nodded, a wide grin growing on my face as I held our daughter, cradling her carefully in my strong arms. Zara was cuddled into my side as we sat on the thick, plush playmat in Briella’s nursery.
I nodded in agreement, staring into my daughter’s tiny face. I was never going to get over how much love I felt ever since she was born. I was already so infatuated by her mother, and I truly didn’t think that I could love another more or even equal to the extent I loved Zara.
How wrong I was, I thought in amazement as I traced the corner of Briella’s tiny mouth with the tip of my finger. Zara and I both laughed when it caused our daughter to smile in her sleep.
Zara and I both had another long day with pack duties. Agatha, Briella’s nanny, had taken over for a few hours each day so that Zara could get some lessons in to prepare for becoming the next Luna of our pack. I knew she was exhausted, as was I.
