Four Years Later
"Mommy mommy, I caught a butterfly." My daughter ran up to me and showed me the yellow butterfly in her jar.
I smiled at her and patted her head. "That's good sweetie. Are you going to keep it?"
She tapped her chin for a moment then giggled. "I'm giving it to Daddy."
"Well go on, you know where he is."
She kissed my cheek because I was sitting on the grass and then ran up to the house in search of Xander.
We had adopted her four years ago when she was two, so she is six now.
Almost immediately, I knew she was mine. Saphira (Her wolf if you don't remember) felt immediate motherly instincts to her as soon as we saw her.
It took a week to get the paperwork done but finally, she was able to come back with us. She is dark-skinned with these big brown eyes and long black
