FIVE YEARS LATER
Both packs were thriving with us three in charge. I was making constant trips back to Maine to keep checking on things but it was pretty well under control with Corbin and his new mate. And Cory had really stepped into his role as head warrior and took it really seriously.
But as for me and the pregnancy. It went smoothly up until I gave birth and the twins couldn’t be happier. And we never got DNA tests. I didn’t care about the biological fathers and neither did they.
I loved the summertime in Alaska. The only snow that we could see was at the top of the mountains, but around the packhouse, there was nothing but green grass.
Bellamy was up running around playing with our five year old twins Lucas and Amelia and Zeke was laying on the ground with a blanket under him
