The gardens behind the Avila mansion had become Alex Jr.’s favorite place in his new world. At five years old, the curious boy ran through the flower beds and grassy lawns with boundless energy, his dark hair messy and his emerald-green eyes wide with wonder. The pack watched him with a mixture of awe and caution. He was the lost heir, the son of their Alpha and the human Luna who had disappeared for five years. But to Alex Jr., it was simply a magical playground filled with people who smiled at him and called him “little prince.”
Alissa was the first to fully embrace him. Despite her own young daughter, Luna, she made time every afternoon to sit with Alex Jr. in the shade of an old oak tree. Today, she had brought a basket of toys and storybooks.
“You look just like your daddy when he w
