“Are you done?” Marcus asked his dad.
Jonas straightened his shoulders, his expression softening. “So . . . you’re happy?”
“I am. Roni makes me happy. But you sure never cared if I was happy before, so why now?”
“He wants something,” Roni suspected.
“I wanted to find out if we could bury the hatchet, so to speak.” As if the whole thing had been a minor argument.
“Why would you want to?” asked Marcus, because there was always a reason when it came to Jonas Fuller.
“Your mother . . . she misses you. We both regret that we didn’t leave with you when Trey was banished from our old pack. We’ve often wondered if things could have been much better if we hadn’t parted ways. You’re our son—we love you, we’re proud of you, and we want to be part of your life. Especially now that you’ve mated. It can only be good for both of you to have additional people around you, supporting you.”