After their conversation with Mary, Elora turned to Azriel, “I will go inside to pack for me and Asher. It should not take me long.”
With a nod, Azriel watched her disappear into the cottage, his heart swelling with a mix of emotions. He still couldn’t believe that he had a mate and a pup, everything felt surreal.
Left alone with Mary, Azriel's gaze drifted to his sleeping son, his chest tight with pride and affection.
Unexpectedly, Mary's voice broke through his reverie, drawing his attention. Her words carried a weight of sincerity as she expressed her pride in him, her eyes shimmering with unspoken emotion. Azriel's surprise was palpable as he regarded her, touched by her words.
"I knew from Tim how much you and your wolf struggled," Mary continued, her voice soft but resolute. "Es
