Avery's POV

"Look at this one." Harper holds up a onesie with a wolf print. "Remember when Caleb wore this to his first pack gathering? He kept trying to howl."

I laugh.

"He was adorable." Harper sets it in the donation box. "Hard to believe he's four now."

I run my hand over a soft blanket. "Time goes too fast."

Harper pulls out something from the bottom of the box. A photograph. His face goes still.

"What is it?"

He turns it toward me. It's a ...