"Friends who won't completely lose their shit when he shifts
into a wolf cub."

"I'm working with him on that, teaching him how to control his shifts." But my protests were falling on deaf ears.

Not only would Joon not change his mind once he'd given an order, he was right.

No matter how much training I gave him, he'd have to grow
into his shifts.

No cub was perfect that young.

It could be an emotional response from something as simple as another kid taking
a ball he wanted on the playground.

Or protecting a friend.

Or his wolf deciding to
make an appearance.

Joon remained quiet, probably fully aware of my thought process.

Damn alpha was so smart.

Finally he picked up the pencil again.

"So, you'll take care of it?"

"Yes, alpha."

So, his being right and the
boss of me made his will about
to be done.

But I pushed open the door of my house without a clue how to convince Jimin to send his son
to a strange school with kids
he'd never met.

The human was very protective of his only child, I'd watched it while they were at my home.

Anytime we left the house, he wanted to know where we
were going, who we'd see
and when we'd be back.

And I was pretty sure he
trusted me.

I found him in the kitchen, stirring a pot of oatmeal.

A very large pot of oatmeal.

"Hey, Jungkook."

"Just in time."

"Sit down and I'll bring you
a bowl."

"I hope you like blueberries."

"Trenton left a quart when he was here checking me out."

"Oh yeah, sure." I started to
sit then jumped up again.

"But you did the cooking."

"Let me serve you instead." I grabbed three bowls from
the cupboard.

"No, just the two of us."

"Trenton took Dalsu with him
for a while."

I set one back and filled the other two.

"Blueberries."

"That's a treat."

I sprinkled them liberally on
both servings then looked
from the pot to the bowls.

"If Dalsu isn't here, why so
much oatmeal?"

He flushed. "I'm just trying to stay ahead of the game."

"When he comes back hungry,
I figure a trough of oatmeal
will tide him over until we
can make more food."

"Makes sense."

I set the bowls on the table
and pulled out a chair.

"Sit down, Let's eat while
there's food available to us."

He chuckled. "A dad likes his
kid to eat well but the past couple of days have been a
new experience."

I pushed the chair in for him
and sat across the table.

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