Pup

MIKE POV

I smile at the wiggly pup in my arms while imprinting his scent into my brain. His brown hair and green eyes make him a perfect blend of his parents.

"Good looking pup," Boyd whispers as he moves in next to me.

I nod and pass the newborn to my twin's arms.

"He is. You think he is a wolf or a cougar," I ask, and Dan looks at me from across the room.

"He is a wolf. Just like his father," Dan says, and I chuckle while Boyd takes in deep lungfuls of his scent.

"His name is Andrew," Sam says softly, and Tabitha smiles as Stan kisses her forehead.

"It fits him," I mumble as my twin nods.

*****

"You want to tell me why you arrived two hours after the Alpha's pup was born," Boyd asks as he follows me to the feed truck.

I grunt, and he catches my shoulder.

"Everything you are feeling, I'm feeling it too. Don't close yourself off. Becoming cold and distant won't bring them back," Boyd snaps, and I slap his hand off of my shoulder.

Annoyance prickles the b