67. The End.

Orion’s pov

If I thought being an alpha was hard, I was in for a big fucking surprise. Being a dad is so much harder.

You’d think that everything I went through would have prepared me, but it’s so different when it’s twins.

It’s also so different when they’re newborns.

And it's just different when they're your kids. I've helped raise my foster siblings, but they weren't this small. They could do a lot of things themselves. Mateo and Grace are simply helpless without us.

Izzy and I try to take turns waking up, but most of the time we both wake up when either Grace or Mateo screams. They wake each other up, too. Especially Grace; she is the loudest baby I have ever met.

But goddess, is she cute!

She already has her mom’s tiny red curls. It’s adorable. I don’t think I’ll be able to tell her no. Like ever.

One look with her big eyes, and I’ll give her whatever she wants.

And then Mateo. He is just as cute, and he’s my twin; at least that's what everyone says. It’s so strange to se