Katy
After eating dinner and putting the kids to sleep, I sit on the couch while Sky lunges in one of the armchairs. We are alone. Scott has made it home. The news is playing in the background on low volume, and I'm drying my hair with an expensive, blue frothy towel.
I feel so refreshed. I smell like a sakura blossom puff, thanks to Sky giving me a present box from Rituals. No idea why he kept it at home since it's for women, but I'm not complaining.
"I feel alive again..." I sigh contently.
"I'm glad," Sky comments. He is holding a drawing Kit made earlier and stroking his lower lip while studying it with proud eyes. "It seems my son doesn't want to become the next Alpha but an astronaut."
I laugh as I look his way, throwing my hair over one shoulder to work the length of it dry.
