FIVE YEARS LATER
"Marcus Yesha Reese!"
"Alira Kenta!"
"Racus Greyson and Rasha Greyson!"
As I watched our pups battling outside Bloody Paws packhouse with Akira and Alva, we shouted out to them in unison. We dashed over to the little troublemakers and separated them.
Akira pulled and scooped her daughter away from my son, Racus Greyson.
"Let me go, mother! I'm going to beat their asses!" Alira screamed as she strained free from Aki's firm grip.
My cousin groaned and shrugged. "This is why I don't like kids!" she exclaimed, throwing the yelping toddler into the air.
Aleca, who was speaking with Inu and my darling Raffa and was only a few steps away from his wife and daughter, spread his arm and caught Alira.
"Father, Mother is such a meanie!" Alira cried out, clutching Aleca.
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