Evelyn
When I wake up the next morning, I want to cry at the sight of Alexander sleeping peacefully next to me. Any amount of time spent thinking I might never see him again is too much, and I’m still just so relieved I didn’t die falling off that cliff.
That Lucas didn’t kill me for trying to escape. That Coltain didn’t kill Alexander with his silver blade.
Alexander wakes up just a moment after, blearily blinking his eyes open. He looks just as relieved to see me as I am to see him.
He reaches forward, slowly, gently. He cups my face, pulling us closer together. I breathe in the smell of him, brushing our noses together affectionately before our lips meet in a tender kiss.
We scoot closer together, our mate bond humming at our proximity. It’s been a few days of rest, and our bodies
