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I rolled my eyes. "Yes, very sure. Now, let's focus, people."

As the laughter died down, I noticed a fleeting look of sadness in Issca's eyes from where he stood by the door. He quickly masked it with a grin, but I caught it. I didn't dwell on it, though. There was work to be done, and I had to keep my focus. I was the alpha now, and my pack came first.

The meeting proceeded smoothly after that. We discussed logistics, future plans, and how we were going to manage resources now that we were independent. The pack members asked questions, and I answered them confidently, feeling the trust they had placed in me. By the end of the meeting, everyone seemed reassured, and I dismissed them with a sense of accomplishment.

As I stepped out of the room, Issca was waiting with Cyrus in his arms. The little one was giggling, his small hands clinging to Issca's shirt. My heart warmed at the sight. Issca had always been great with kids.

"Ready for the playground, Cy?" I asked, reaching out for him.

Cyrus nodded eagerly, practically bouncing in Issca's arms. "Playground, Mama!"

We headed foward the playground together, with a few of Issca's pack kids tagging along. It was the perfect day for it sunlight streaming through the trees, a gentle breeze rustling the leaves, and the laughter of children echoing through the

air.

The playground wasn't too crowded, just a few families scattered around, pushing their kids on swings or helping them down the slides. I could already see Cyrus' face light up at

tiny hand slipper of

gym and the santhox in the

he ran ahead, his excitement almost

beside me, watching the kids scatter to their

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on his face.

sandbox. "Yeah, faster than we expect sometimes." There was a peacefulness to watching him play, the

was moments like these that made everything else-pack

constant worry-fade into the background, if only

while.

phone buzzed in my pocket. I glanced at

quickly, motioning for Cyrus to go ahead and play. "Hey, Vesta,

the kids at the kindergarten miss you!" Vesta's voice was warm and teasing. "They've been asking when you're coming back. Especially a certain

shaking my head. "I'll come back soon, I promise. Just need to finish up some

voice turned mysterious. "Oh, and maybe Carlos misses you too. He's been dropping by

eyebrow. "oh I see, Is that

could say more, a sharp cry rang out from the sandbox. I turned to see Cyrus, his small figure standing firm but trembling, facing off against another boy..had snatched a toy truck from Cyrus, holding it

sight. Cyrus, though younger and smaller, was glaring up at this

his sides. with a mix of fear and determination, his

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