Chapter thirteen

Zirah’s POV

I let out a giggle as Damon pretended to chase me around the yard. We were currently at the small play yard at the back of the house, when we came out, in front of us several meters away was a

The house sat on several acres of land and the back Damon had told me was a large expanse of field carefully cultivated and trimmed. And after that, if you go straight down, two paths lead to the river and the other into the woods. Sometimes after going for a run like he had done that fateful day, in his wolf form he would roam around the play yard before heading inside. He also said it was very beautiful during the full moon.

I looked at him as he gazed towards the sky, his profile hitting the sun at the right angle making him look like a god.

"Why is it so quiet?" I asked as I twirled around. The air here is so clean and fresh. Everything looked so beautiful it didn't look real, I had a fear of touching things because I didn't want to disturb the amazing aesthetic.

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