Maxon sighed as his entourage pulled up to the Golden Moon Pack. He looked out the window and saw Alpha Merrick and Luna Heather standing on the steps of their packhouse holding their newborn twins. He smiled. Merrick was one of his very good friends. They met at the palace for Alpha training when they were 17. Their alliance was iron-clad. Heather was his mother's youngest sister. He thought it was funny that he and his aunt were the same age at 30. Merrick had met Heather when she visited Maxon's mother and she attended the Alpha training graduation. That was 10 years ago.
Maxon jumped out of the SUV and opened his arms wide as he gathered Heather and one of the pups she was holding into his arms. Merrick growled a little and Maxon laughed.
"She's my aunt, you fool."
"Yes,
