DYLAN'S POV I have to haul myself back to the pack house, scared to run into Cai. I am not set to face her again after what happened, especially not with a heavy heart, and it worsened when I saw Jean and Mia giggling at the front porch while holding a tiny shirt. They are both looking at it with so much admiration as if it's the most beautiful thing they've ever seen. Mia quickly shoves the shirt when she saw me coming, but she was too late. "May I?" I asked Mia and extended my arm with my palm facing up. Mia and Jean looked at each other before Mia hesitantly placed the outfit on my hand, then I slid it in my pocket without taking a single peek at it. "Thank you," I deadpan and proceeded inside the house. Instead of going to the room, I went straight to my o