***Natalia***
“Look, Mommy. Pretty wolves,” Kota murmurs, everyone in the room staring at the pup. He examines the picture, his tiny finger tracing along the wolf.
“So he’s gifted as well,” Aurora whispers to herself, her brows furrowing in confusion. “But neither of you are Silver wolves. I would have sensed that by now,” she thinks aloud, tapping her chin with her finger. “And your ex-husband was the average Alpha.”
“Average Alpha,” Oliver grumbles in annoyance, Aurora grinning mischievously at him.
“Aww, is the little French man mad he can’t see the pictures in the book?” she teases him, Oliver rolling his eyes at his mate. “My poor little French snob,” She giggles, Oliver’s eyes narrowing to slits as he glares silently at her.
The Queen turns the page over for Kota, letting h
