“It’s beautiful tonight...”
The night was dark and the stars were up, sparkling as they showed. We were seated underneath the tree, the tree I had told him about my secrets. There were a lot of memories under the tree. which was the alpha. I was in his arms. With those hands wrapped around my shoulders. His head down my neck, I could feel his breathing on my neck. And the soft kiss he placed on them.
“Perfect time to make a wish.”
I nudge him a little with my elbow to get his attention. His jaw rested on my shoulders as he watched the sky with me. We had the duvet over our bodies since the night was a bit chilly.
“You wanna make a wish?”
“I do.”
“Those that even work.”
I eyed him. That was enough to quell him and he obediently stare at the sky with me.
“Make a wish,” I tell him. I placed my hands together. Reminiscing the memories I had with my father on nights like this. When I was very much of a kid.
We sit just outside the cave with a fire in front of us, father telling stor
