Saved by the Alpha
Arsel watched me from the edge of the clearing, leaning against an old willow tree, his arms crossed and an expression of absolute peace that made him look devastatingly handsome.
Eventually, exhausted from laughter and excitement, I walked toward him. The fairies retreated, returning to the treetops and the flowers, leaving us in a sudden, overwhelming intimacy.
“Thank you,” I whispered, my chest rising and falling with ragged breaths. “For bringing me here. For making me forget. For everything.”
Arsel uncrossed his arms, raised a hand, and brushed a strand of hair from my forehead.
“I love hearing you laugh,” he whispered, slowly.
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