Camilla's POV
I was working in the garden behind the pack house, carefully tending to the flowers, when I felt someone approaching. I recognized Malakai's scent long before I saw him. It was a nice smell, a mix of fresh pine and something that felt uniquely his own. Just as I was noticing him, he spoke up.
"You know, if you keep frowning at those flowers like that, they might just wilt from being scared," he said with a playful tone.
A small smile formed on my face. Although I didn't turn to look at him right away, I replied, "Maybe they're just showing how they feel about the company they keep."
He let out a hearty laugh. It was a warm sound that made me feel good inside, more than I expected. "Touché," he said, his voice light and teasing. "But maybe the flowers just need a change o
