***Mateo ***
I stare at the row of newborns sleeping comfortably in their cribs, a nurse checking my nephew’s vitals.
He was doing well for a baby born at half term, almost unheard of in the werewolf world. He would be a strong little boy, I had no doubt.
From the corner of my eye, Sofia paces back and forth along the hallway, stealing quick glances at me and looking away if I caught her watching me.
We had not discussed the things that happened before the poisoning and I could feel the turmoil within her. While she had said nothing of her attack, I knew she was frightened.
Just talk to her, Luis whines. She needs us right now. The rest is unimportant.
My stupid wolf was right. I made a promise to her the day I married her and I would not fail her now. Taking a deep breath, I turn
