The Alpha's Pen Pal
He nodded, his thumbs swiping at the tears streaming down my cheeks, leaving little tingles in their wake.
“I do,” he said. “I love you so much, Haven.”
“Why?” I asked. “Because of some magical bond?”
“No,” he told me, shaking his head and moving closer to me. “I love you because you’re you. I love you because you’re my best friend. You are the only person who truly calls me out on my shit and doesn’t sugarcoat it, and you’ve done that since day one. You’re the first person I think of every day and the last person I think of at night. I can’t imagine my life without you in it, because you are my life. I love everything about you, from your fiery red hair to your fiery attitude when you don’t