Jocelyn POV
As I hold these two perfect pups in my arms, I'm so grateful for where I am. Surrounded by people who care about me and my little ones. A pack that treats all kinds the same. I feel safe and happy in the knowledge that my pups are going to grow up surrounded by love and acceptance. I place a kiss on each of their foreheads. I stare at my son first, thinking about the name that will best suit him. I can feel the tears running down my cheek thinking about my father, who I miss every day. "Are you alright Jo" Serina asks. "Yes, better than alright. I've decided on my son's name. His name is Wesley James Curtis." "That's beautiful and perfect for him" Gabby says. "Wesley is my father's name. I hope he can see my pups someday." I look at my daughter and my heart squeeze
