#Chapter 82 Countdown

Jaxson

I strive to be a better father, a better mate, than king Kennedy ever was to me. He supported me, loved and cherished me, and I never saw it until I grew older that the animosity Xander built toward him wasn’t unwarranted. He certainly had his favorite, and it was always going to be. I was the one built to be Alpha, trained to be a strong warrior and fierce leader, while Xander was trained as my beta, a useless second to the king’s perfect first son.

Knowing I have three pups on the way is terrifying to me. I never let Aurora see that, of course. She is concerned as it is that she won’t be able to carry these pups safely, to term, and I know she has enough on her plate to not worry about the doubts I have in myself right now.

I’ve found hunting to be a therapeutic hobby and it has brough meat and pelts to our little pack. Once these pups are birthed, any day now, I will have to be by my mate’s side until she heals fully. That means caring for my pups, all three of them, caring