Lucas

The fire crackled and danced in the cool night air, casting flickering shadows upon the faces of my mate and our pup.

Our pup's gaze remained fixed on me, her eyes a mirror of curiosity and trepidation.

"Sweetheart," I began, my gaze shifting to Ariana who held our pup in her arms, "I know this might be overwhelming, but I need you both to understand something important."

Ariana's eyes met mine, a mixture of caution and curiosity swirling within their depths. I continued, my words careful and deliberate, "I am your father, and I've been searching for you both for the past five years. I haven't married anyone else,...