Lana POV
I had just finished hanging out the washing, Arial was talking away to me about drama’s they were having at the Red River Pack. My mother and Father were playing with Ashley and Titus on a mat that was laid out on the grass in the shade of the tree out the back. They were crawling and sitting up now and could say a few words. Grabbing my washing basket Arial and I head inside. I stopped next to my mother looking down at her where she was sitting on the mat as she ran her fingers through my daughter's dark curls.
“Coffee?” I ask her and she nods before I look toward my Father. “Yes not so much sugar this time” My father says and I smile before nodding my head.
“Tate and I are thinking of adopting, I can’t go through with another miscarriage” Arial tells me. As we walk through t
