Aryanna’s POV:
The wind brushed the page of my sketchbook, making it flutter. I smiled and pushed a strand of hair out of my face. I finished the line art, and switched pens.
This was the best day I had ever had in a long long time. I couldn’t remember the last time I drew this much, or even left the house. I took in a deep breath, and sighed blissfully. I glanced up at The Beta, who was leaning on the rock next to me.
He was so close I could count his lashes, but I dare lean in. "Are you finally giving in and painting me? I can feel you looking at me"
I rolled my eyes, but he didn't see it because he had his eyes closed. "No."
"What did you draw?"
"The view of the forest from here."
"Can I open my eyes?"
"No."
He tore one eye open and grinned. "Yes, your highness."
I rolled my
