MY REGARDS

The moon was high in the sky now. Noah urged Ophelia to open the window and allow a bit of fresh air. Now that he has woken up he was all stuffed up within his room. The smell of the disinfectants and medicine made his room a hospital, and Noah hated hospitals.

Ophelia was still next to him enjoying the warmth they offered each other. They enjoyed the scenery from the window on their right, watching the clouds shading the moon as it crossed over. It was a cloudy night, with barely any stars visible in the sky. The sounds of the guard's footsteps echoed through the mansions as they patrolled the parameters.

For a bit, it was peaceful. Ophelia wished this peace to be permanent, but it was all wishful thinking. Deep down she could feel her wolf on edge, waiting for danger like a beast in the forest. However, it was hard to give it any serious thought while being this comfortable in Noah’s warmth. Noah’s heartbeat against her skin was a tranquilizer to her nerves, nothing else mattered