ARIA POV
I woke to the sound of breaking glass and tiny growls. My eyes snapped open just in time to see three small wolf cubs falling across my bedroom floor, surrounded by the remains of what had been my favorite water pitcher.
"Luna!" called a frightened voice from the hallway. "I'm so sorry! They got away while I was changing the little girl's clothes!"
I couldn't help but smile as I swung my legs out of bed. My triplets—two boys and a girl—had changed into their wolf forms again. At just six months old, they were already breaking all the rules of werewolf growth.
"It's okay, Mira," I called back to my friend and top babysitter. "They're getting faster every day."
I knelt down, holding out my hands to the three troublemakers. Luna, the smallest with silver-tipped fur, jumped into my arms first. Her brothers, Orion and Felix, circled me carefully, still playing their game of chase.
