Sawyer sat quietly on a reclining chair in the dimly lit room he was slowly getting accustomed to as his. He was feeding Teagan his baby formula while darting his eyes at intervals towards a sleeping Milo that lay in the crib. It'd been over a month since he'd put to bed, and his mind had never been more at rest.Until today. The Moonlight Ritual was to take place in a few hours. He'd taken a peek out the window at the sound of horns and trumpets blaring, engines turning as Anita and her family convoy filed into the Pack Compound. He'd flushed with envy and resentment as she curtsied before the Elders; their eyes bright, welcoming. Then Daniel had shaken her hand, beaming. He shouldn't have felt envious of her. Daniel was mated to him, not her, no matter how much the Elders decided to pretend he didn't exist. That could be the reason they kept him around. Daniel wouldn't be at rest if Sawyer left the Pack.The preparations had started shortly after he'd been delivered of the twins. Th
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