One year and a half later...
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Ivy's baby was a cute little boy. At least he was until he started walking. Now, he was a whirlwind of chaos, a bundle of endless energy that seemed determined to test everyone’s patience and the structural integrity of the pack house. Ivy called him Killian, and Kaid was more than thrilled with his little boy.
Killian was curious, fearless, and mischievous. If there was a forbidden place in the house, you could bet he’d find his way there. The fact that he was already using magic was not helping either. Just this morning, he’d somehow gotten into the kitchen pantry and covered himself in flour while Ivy tried to grab a quick breakfast.
"He's definitely his father’s son," Michelle commented as we watched Ivy chase after him across th
