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That smell of wildfire. Breathing in the summery, bright and male smell of scorching embers and burning flames, Sasha glanced sidelong at Ansel. She knew it was him just by the hint of his flaming red hair as if Autumn itself blessed and crowned his features, his gentle hazel eyes—very much opposite to Alain’s seductive forest green eyes, the color of vibrant spring fields. Her flames soften, as if it recognized its Alpha. Or rather, he recognized her. Like a candle nearing its end, Sasha’s fire dimmed a little, giving her a clearer view of her surroundings. The misty gaze became nothing more but smoke.

The lake in front of me felt so peaceful I wish I deserved the same peace My feet started moving towards the water It felt like the lake was calling for me Asking me to touch and feel it's serenity As me body entered the cold water my disturbed mind calmed down It's coldness made me numb Anf it felt good Like I was finally getting punished for what I did to her I stepped further Slowly I felt my face going underwater There was a heaviness under the water My eyes body all felt heavy I looked around to see long plants and mosses in the deep Blue colour prevailed around me and I wished to stay here I couldn't hold my breath any longer and my lungs were ready to explode but still I wanted to be

"My mistake, what is it that I can help you with Cohen?" Alaska doesn’t even miss a beat, sounding as apologetic as pleasant for the mix up, sounding as anyone would expect her to sound. "Is Jaxson available?" Alaska stares at the small window as the first large raindrop hits the heavily weathered glass pane of the small and secluded cabin which is far away from civilization, surrounded by trees and a good distance from all pack borders, the type of place that one would expect two outcast wolves, who are for all purposes rogues, to live.