Page 148 of A Luna's Dynasty
“Do NOT, NOT, NOT!”
The two boys yelled at each other angrily, their little faces glowing red. Ah, there was that Grayson temper, too.
“What are you two fighting about?” Lita asked as she knelt between them.
“Chasen says everyone likes him the best.” Brody crossed his arms and growled at his brother.
Lita giggled. “I think you both know that isn’t true. We love you both the same.”
“What about Grayson? Do you love him the same?” Chasen asked with wide eyes.
“Yes, even Grayson. I love all my kids the same.”
“Hey!” Grayson growled, marching up to Lita. “Are you calling me one of your kids?!”
“Sounds like it.” Asher snickered, giving him a playful shove.
“You want to roll, pup?” Grayson smirked and straightened up while making direct eye contact. He was openly challenging him, knowing he wouldn’t refuse.
Asher chuckled and pulled his shirt off over his head. “It’s your funeral.”
“What about Dad? Is he one of your kids, too?” Brody asked as he tugged on Lita’s arm.
“I’m beginning to think all the boys I live with are my kids.” Lita rolled her eyes at the two men … scratch that … boys in front of her. The two men were soon tumbling around, wrestling just like children. Lita grabbed Chasen and Brody’s hands. “Come on, boys. You don’t want to learn bad habits. After all, this is an example of how not to fight. Watching them will only make you weaker.” Lita teased. In a ball on the ground, both men turned and looked at her.
“Did you hear that, Grayson? She’s telling the boys we’re weak.” Asher raised a brow while staring at Lita.
“Girls. When are they going to learn that they belong in the kitchen, sticking to what they know best—baking and cleaning?” Grayson smirked as he noticed the deadly glare he received from Lita. Asher gulped and took a retreating step away from him.
“Don’t lump me in with him, Lita. I didn’t say it.” Asher was tucking tail and backing out of that one.
Lita smirked at him, and with a flick of her wrist, she sent a quick flame to whip across his arms.
“Ouch! Leeeeeeet!” Grayson rubbed his arms and furrowed his brow. “That was a bit extreme. Look who has the bad temper now.” Grayson gave her a full-toothed grin.
“I’m not going to have you teaching my boys bad things. I’ll have to show them just how tough their momma is.”
“I think you already impressed them.” Grayson smiled, looking at the two kids, who were looking at Lita awestruck. She had just made fire come out of her hands.
“Can you teach me how to do that too?” Brody asked excitedly.
“I wish I could. You two are awesome enough without the fire, though.” Lita wrapped her arms around them both.
“The biggest lesson you should get from this is that, even though he talks a big game, you notice that Uncle Grayson won’t challenge your momma.” Asher winked at Lita, walking up to her side.
“That’s because Uncle Grayson is her guardian. He said that Mom is his little sister that he protects. Just like we will have soon,” Brody said, looking over at Chasen.
“Yep, and that we will understand soon how our new sister will become our gravity. What's gravity?” Chasen asked, with a scrunched-up face.
“Gravity is a force of attraction that draws bodies to something. Your momma is my gravity, too. She’s the one who I revolve my life around.” Asher tugged Lita into his side. “She’s a force greater than gravity.”
Caspian walked back to where they were standing. “Are you guys about ready to join up with the rest of us?”
This was when they all realized they had been left behind. They could see Caden and Rosa standing in the distance waiting for them.
“It’s all Grayson’s fault,” Asher said with a shrug.
“Tsk tsk tsk. You’re the alpha. You need to take responsibility. Quit blaming others for your own negligence.” Grayson grinned smugly and pushed past him, brushing him with his shoulder.
