ALARIC POV
I found her exactly where I knew I would.
My perfect, predictable, habitual mate.
The balcony. Where she always went when the kids were sound asleep.
I’d find her here, looking at the forest, enjoying the sunset and smiling softly by herself.
I f*****g loved seeing her wrapped in one of my hoodies that practically swallowed her whole, staring out over the grounds while the evening settled around the packhouse.
The air had turned hotter over the last few days. Spring was finally winning its battle against winter, turning the trees green again and covering the grounds beyond the main building with white and pink flowers. Most of the lights below had already switched on. Warriors finishing patrols. Families heading home. Children being called inside for bedtime.
Normal.
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