Elsa
Adam and I shifted into our wolf forms and began the journey toward the cottage. He led the way, and I followed closely behind, watching the way his massive wolf, Razor, moved with confidence and power. Razor was an intimidating sight, even for other alphas. There was no mistaking it—Adam was truly an Alpha's Alpha, and as I looked at him, I felt a deep sense of pride. He was mine.
When we arrived at the cottage, I was surprised by its beauty. It was small but well-kept, with vines and flowers wrapping around the stone walls as if nature itself had embraced the place. I couldn’t believe I had never noticed it before, despite all the time I’d spent exploring the area.
We shifted back into our human forms, standing together in the cool breeze before entering. The cottage was simple b
