day become their pack’s Alpha leader. Trev cradled Adana in his arms. The name meaning “her father’s daughter” had been an immediate hit with them both. Catching Trev’s eye, Jameson quietly spoke, “The money we spent on this clinic just paid us back a million times over. Doc told me outside we would have lost all three of them if we’d tried to drive into the city.” Trev hadn’t spoken with Doc because he’d stayed with Angie while she’d cleaned and examined both babies.
Jameson’s words shocked him to his core and for the first time in his life, Trevlon Wolf thought he might actually faint. He was suddenly so overcome with fear for his small family he could barely keep his knees from shaking. He felt the blood drain from his face, and when he looked over at his brother Jameson, he merely nodded. “I know, I had the same feeling. Hell, I had to sit down out in the hall. The idea of losing Kit and the babies terrifies me. We have to figure—“ That was all Jameson got out before Kit’s mother swept into the room.
Trev nor Jameson were terribly fond of their mother-in-law. The woman was ice cold to her core in Jameson’s opinion and the callous way Carla Harris had treated Kit when they had first met her left a very sour taste in both of their mouths. They tried to remember that her abrupt nature wasn’t something they would ever be able to change so they made every attempt simply to accept her. Kit’s father, Richard, on the other hand, was a wolf shifter with a gentle spirit and he obviously loved his daughter deeply. But their favorite member of Kit’s family was definitely her spirited grandmother, Ruby Stone. Kit’s nickname for the diminutive woman always made him smile. She had quickly become the adopted grandmother of the entire pack and everyone lovingly referred to her as Granny Good Witch. Ruby’s colorful, straightforward personality and deep love for her granddaughter had endeared her to both Jameson and Trevlon immediately.
Kit’s mother had fought alongside Jameson and Trevlon’s parents as they’d fought to their deaths defending them when they’d been young adults. Ruby had whisked Carla away before Jameson and Trevlon had finally managed to unlock themselves from the sealed doors of the closet and stumble into the room finding all three of their parents dead. Until they’d met Kit, they had always believed the attack that had killed their mother and fathers had been directed at their mother. She’d been a witch married to two wolf shifters, just as Kit was now. In fact, their mating with Kit had been prophesized and it was that prophecy that had prompted the attack that had left them as their Alphas of their pack at such a tender age.
Of course , Carla being Carla was chattering a mile a minute when she hit the door and didn’t stop even though they both cautioned her that Kit and the children were sleeping. If Trev hadn’t been watching Ruby, he’d have missed the small flick of her wrist and he had to hold back his laugh as suddenly Carla’s voice was little more than a hoarse whisper. Spinning on her heel with her hands fisted on her hips, she glared at her mother before straightening and waving her own hand in the air. Then speaking softly, she said, “Very funny, Mother. Now, if you don’t mind, I’d like to see my grandchildren. Which one is which?” When she didn’t get a response immediately, she waved her hand and Trev saw a swirl of glitter surround him for just a second before the white blanket around Adana turned a soft pink, and when he looked at Jameson, he saw his bundle of joy was now wrapped in baby blue.
Kit sighed as she watched her mother ’s little display of power with amused resignation. Honestly, the woman should have been an actress with her predilection for dramatic presentation. But even I can see the love in her eyes, those babies are what she has wanted for a very long
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