Chapter 175

Yifa sighed quietly as she watched the snow falling outside their window, and then occasionally to the dying flames in the fireplace. Her head was resting on her hands which lay over the hard plane of her mate's chest, enjoying the steady rise and fall of his breaths.

There was a slightly withered flower in their vase beside the bed, probably the last to bloom before this winter started; it was always colder in the mountains, colder than any winters either of them had experienced before. But this winter, Yifa was surrounded by nothing but warmth.

When she saw snow, it was always accompanied by a strange nostalgia.

She thought of shivering nights and lonely days sitting by the fire, shut indoors and not wanting to go out because of the coldness that would greet her irrespective of the weather.

They were now living in the South where Killian was still the Alpha King.

This is where they started their life together while they left the Western kingdom to Derek and George .

Somehow, though,