Loyal to Wrath 42.2

“Screw you, Waylon,” Kaeden said, as he shoved a cheese and ham quiche tartlet in his mouth.

Waylon shook his head as he said to Corbin, “You mate no have ears. How many times I say I no know how to screw, but he still say it. How he gonna hear when bean cry if he no use his ears now?”

Corbin looked up at Dante and said, “You have it tough.”

Dante nodded his head, “It’s fun, though.”

The guests all chuckled. Things seemed curious here at the Crimson Moon Pack, with all its odd characters.

Many of the Alpha’s and Luna’s who arrived here handed Kaeden and Corbin money instead of gifts, while others brought story books, housewarming gifts, recipe books, parenting books and diapers.

After a big dinner, Kaeden was lights out and was carried back home by Dick, who absolutely adored him.

Over the past few months since their daughter’s death, Dick came to realize that as a father, he didn’t do a good job. Corbin, knocking him unconscious, made him realise this, and his wife being forced to wor