Selene’s pov
I stepped out of the car, my hand pressed protectively over my belly. It felt good to be out in the open again- to smell city air even if it wasn't as refreshing as pack forest.
And then I jolted back, staring.
Dante opened the back of the car and began unloading things.
“Wait,” I said, my eyebrows lifting. “What are you doing?”
He smiled, like a child that had a secret. "A picnic."
"Picnic?" I said. "When did we pack for a picnic?"
He shrugged and got out a large soft blanket that he spread on the grass under a tree shade.
“Since I decided to always be prepared,” he said with a small grin.
He then took out a basket, and a cooler. I stepped forward to peep inside.
There were fresh sandwiches, fruits, cold drinks, and small cakes as well.
“When… When did you do all t
