Oliver's POV 

The sight always filled me with quiet joy. It reminded me that one day, I might have a family of my own with my mate.

Jeff and Jayla rushed across the room and threw their arms around me. I crouched to return their hugs, smiling at their energy. At just over five years old, they were already remarkably strong hybrids of both wolf and vampire blood. They were growing fast, in strength and in spirit.

Henry was carrying Regan, their three-year-old, while Joan ...