Hunter and the Silent Wolf
My eyes widened.
“I wanted to show you this,” he breathed. Fresh white powder grooved and sloped over virgin hills, untouched for miles. Snow kissed evergreens and spruces littered the landscape, each branch dusted in ivory satin. The sun settled low in the horizon, painting tangerine and lemon baked hues across the sky.
“Gorgeous,” Kaia whispered inside of me.
I soaked in the view, awestruck, as a breath released. My gaze moved to him but his eyes had already found me, soft and reflective, not noticing the beautiful scenery before us.