Jared was happily digging into his ice cream, his small paws smeared with sweetness, while I had claimed a fair share myself. He was completely absorbed in his own little world, and I found myself quietly observing him. The scene between mother and son her gentle care, his exuberant energy was almost hypnotic. It was a rare thing, seeing such raw, innocent bonds, and I couldn't help but be intrigued.
A flicker of curiosity ran through me who was the father of this little wolf? What kind of man had left a mark so deep that it carried into a child's eyes and smile? My instincts hummed, a mix of fascination and the silent pull of my Alpha nature.
Then my phone buzzed, and I glanced at it. "Hello, Hayley," I said, my voice calm, smooth, carrying the easy authority of an Alpha.
"Elliot, where are you? Can you have dinner with me tonight?" Her voice trembled slightly with the need I could feel even over the line.
"I'm at the company," I replied evenly.
