Ollie peeked out and caught Sam’s gaze. “Hi, Sam,” he whispered. “Hey, little man. You hungry? Nana is going to make us some breakfast.” Ollie nodded and leaned over to press his forehead against Sam’s arm. Sam reached up and cradled his head for a moment. Vaughn caught his Nana’s soft sigh and looked over to see her wiping away a tear. He couldn’t even tease her about her soft heart because his was currently in his throat. He had never seen cubs open up to a human like this before. They were treating him like pack, like family, even after all they’d been through.
