LOGINSyria’s POV"I have a photo of my first exhibited work."We had just finished dinner when Kael spread a blanket out in front of the fireplace. “So…is this what you’re going to tell me?” I nodded, “Yes.”We both sat down, and I felt the notion of warmth of the fire brushing against my skin. It was the kind of warmth that seeps in slowly, making everything else go quiet. It was peaceful and safe.“Okay, let me see.”I pulled out my phone without thinking, scrolling through the pictures. “Here.”Kael leaned over and gently took it from my hand. His fingers swiped across the screen until he stopped on one picture. “My first exhibited piece.” I murmur. My chest tightened a little as he zoomed in on it, studying it carefully like it was more than just a picture.“That one?” he asked, tilting the phone toward me.“Yeah,” I said softly. “That’s my first exhibited work.”I leaned closer and explained while he kept his eyes locked on the image. “It’s a dark-toned forest. Not much light exc
Syria’s POV“Alright, that’s all! This meeting is adjourned. Take care, everyone,” I told them as the meeting was finally over.Chairs scraped against the floor as everyone stood up from their seats. Some were stretching their arms and chatting with each other in low voices. I called for every ranked member of our tribe to give their reports. Most of it was routine stuff. News about the hunting runs, patrol shifts, and supplies. I was glad that there weren’t any disasters, there are no arguments, and no complaints.It felt good to hear everything was stable.“Alpha,” one of the elders walked up to me. He placed a hand on my shoulder and said, “You’re just like your father. We love the way you’re ruling everything right now.”His words hit me right there on the chest. I felt my chest tighten for a second, but I managed to smile back. “Thank you,” I told him.I stepped back and looked at the others. “I’ll be heading out. Please make sure everything here is taken care of before you al
Syria’s POV“Kael…” I found myself speechless. “I-I… I’m not sure what to say…”
Syria’s POV“Let’s place it here,” he said, bringing the rocking chair nearer to the window.
Syria’s POV “G-Good morning, sweetheart…”
Syria’s POV“Thank you, Kael.”







