Chapter Twelve

Christian’s POV

Arly is a monster.

A happy, chubby, energized little terror of the highest order.

I knew kids were a handful, but she has the energy of at least three pups. If I were a suspicious man, I would think my brother had been spoon feeding her pure sugar before he handed her over. Wherever she gets all this energy from, I am in desperate need of some just to keep up.

It took all of about half an hour of her tearing around the pack house before I had an epiphany and brought her out to the training field. Nobody is using it at the moment so she can run around until she burns herself, although it’s looking like that won’t be any time soon.

Some of the older kids noticed us out here and came to see what was going on. I think it might be the first time she has actually been outside since we brought her home. The pack knows about her and how she came to be here, most of them have either met or seen her, but the kids are rarely in the parts of the house where Arly has been, so she i