ROSALYN
“And that was the story of love between the feisty vigilante and the Alpha of Misty Willow Pack,” I said as I kept looking at the window at the full moon while caressing Ella’s hair. She had fallen asleep in my arms, looking like an angel.
I slowly left my bed, tucking her under the covers as I walked out of my chambers, closing the door quietly behind me.
I headed to the balcony, seeing the moon shine bright into the night as the wolves kept howling at it; the sound was music to my ears. Somewhere down in the woods was Ezra scouting the lands for any threats as he usually does.
As I thought of the future that awaited my daughter when she turned eighteen in a few hours, I hugged myself, regretting the decision of not letting Ezra turn me. Now as I was getting older, I was al
