Fourteen Days To Forever
Now though, with the string quartet playing softly in the background as the Plaza a few feet away from them comes alive, Millan understands.
Every little decision, every detail comes together in a single moment, a single exhale.
The fraction of a second where Millan locks eyes with his alpha, the smiles they share, the sparks in their eyes, all reflected in the beauty surrounding them. Time seems to pause, giving that moment time to breathe and exist, time to engrave memories.
As he looked into Weston’s loving eyes, the little hand wrapped around Millan's finger loosens and Nyla lets out a small sigh, falling asleep, lulled by her father’s arms.