Caroline's POV
I had a quiet weekend. Jax sent countless messages apologizing for not being able to see me, as he had several pack emergencies to handle. As Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, which was smaller than Storm Valley, he had duties that couldn't wait.
"I'm so sorry, Carrie," his text read Sunday morning."Rogue sightings along our border. Dad needs my help coordinating patrols with neighboring packs. Rain check on our coffee date?"
I understood his obligations, but couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
Clara spent Sunday with us and spoiled Liam all day long. She got him a gift from London, and he loved it, a toy building set that made Buckingham Palace, with a small mat showing the streets and a red double-decker bus. Everything was bright, and the bus could move and li
