“I love you,” Nate mumbled as he placed a small kiss on my shoulder.

“I love you too,” I said, giving him a small smile.

“You stink!”

“You little shit!”

I heard screams approaching us, and I sighed.

Nate chuckled.

“Hey, at least they adore each other,” Nate chuckled.

He was right. Our boys fought all the time, but they absolutely adored each other. They were protective of each other. They were kind and loving. I was so proud of both of them.

Nate cupped my cheeks and kissed me.

I kissed him back and ran my fingers through his soft hair.

“Gross,” I heard my son’s voice.

I chuckled and stopped kissing my mate.

Harry and Hunter entered the kitchen with huge smiles on their faces.

“I thought that you were fighting,” I said.

“Not really,” Harry sighed. “We just have new nicknames for each other.”

I raised my eyebrows at them.

“Never mind, mom,” Hunter chuckled as he sat beside his brother.

It was hard for me to believe they were 15 and 13 years old. It felt like I gave birth to Hunter yesterday.

“Are you going to the Alpha gathering at The Full Moon Pack?” Hunter asked.

Nate glanced at me and took a deep breath.

I stood up and walked to the stove. I started preparing breakfast.

Nathan didn’t like those gatherings. He had to see Logan and Emma there, which always reminded him of what had happened.

Emma and Logan always kept their distance from us. They never spoke to us but were always very polite when we crossed paths. Logan glared at my mate the first few times but stopped after a while. Thankfully, there were always many people at Alpha gatherings, and nobody ever noticed the tension between them and us.

We still hadn’t told our kids what had happened all those years ago. Nathan was always putting it off, saying that the kids were too young to know.

I knew the real reason, though. He was ashamed. I told him repeatedly that there was nothing to be embarrassed about. He turned his life around. He became a fantastic father and mate. Our pack was one of the strongest ones now because of him. He wasn’t the same man he was all those years ago.

But he was still embarrassed. He feared his sons would see him differently after discovering the truth.

“I am, buddy,” Nathan said. “Why?”

“Can I come this year, dad?” Hunter asked excitedly. “I am 15. I will be Alpha soon. It’s time for me to start going to these things.”

I was so proud of my boy. He took his role as a future Alpha very seriously. He started training and learning when he was only ten years old. He said that he wanted to become the best Alpha he could be.

I could feel Nate’s nervousness.