“Thank you, Rafe.”
Rafe pressed a kiss to Aiden’s cheek. “Thank you, Father.”
“Now go find your mate. I’m sure he’s missing you.”
Rafe’s bright-blue eyes flared, and his grin turned wicked again. “Always.” He stood and started to cross the room when Aiden called out to him again.
“And stay out of trouble. Let’s wait until the new year to create new mischief.”
“Really, Father.” Rafe snickered. “Where’s the fun in that?”
Aiden groaned but it was lost to Ronan’s chuckle.
“I love being a Varik,” Ronan said, making Aiden smile again.
Yes. It was very good to be a Varik.