Aureaila's P.O.V.
~Three years later~
I was staring into my living room watching little Wrenly look at our christmas tree. She was dying to open her presents but we told her she had to wait until tomorrow. It's Christmas Eve and we were having a quiet night. Just the three of us and our Beta's.
"Wren honey, do you want some cookies?" I asked her.
My little two year old baby turned to look at me with wide dark green eyes. Wren is the spitting image of her father. Big emerald eyes, dark curly hair, and an attitude from Hell.
"Yes Mommy." She said as she walked to me. Wren held her hand out and I gladly took it. We walked to the kitchen and I grabbed a big plate of cookies and a couple glasses of milk. "Mommy, where is Daddy?" She asked me.
"Let me help you with that." Ridley said as
