(Quame's POV)
I stood at the balcony door, looking through its window, sipping coffee. I sighed at the serene view in front of me. My land was blanketed in thick snow, and it felt peaceful in the early morning hours. Even though it was a Tuesday, it was Christmas, and most of us had the day off.
The pack was quiet for 6 am, and I took in the peace before the start of the bustling day. I looked over at my mate resting peacefully on our bed. My heart feels so full every time I look her way. She is everything I have ever wanted or needed in a female, and I know that the Goddess has truly blessed me.
Mylay began to stir in her sleep, and I watched her in awe as she awoke. "Morning," she greeted me groggily as her eyes adjusted to the morning sun. "Good morning, baby. Merry Christmas!" I
