The moment the Alpha King and his family stepped into the room, he and his mate gently set their grandchildren down, letting them run free. The soft giggles of the two young ones echoed throughout the spacious room as they explored and played, their laughter adding a warm, lively energy to the air.
The Alpha King turned to Addison with a warm, doting smile and quietly led her farther inside. On her other side, the Queen walked alongside her, equally gentle and expectant. Then the Alpha King spoke, his voice laced with both hope and a touch of nervousness.
"This room hasn't changed in the past six years," he said softly. "We've kept it clean... and sometimes, your mother would come here herself to arrange your things. She insisted on doing it personally."
He paused, eyes searching Addison's face. "Do you remember this room?"
