Eloise’ POV
“The winter is coming…” I whispered by the window as I saw the fog blurring out my vision of the scenery.
Winter like this are something I hate. I could remember how I spent my time in the basement feeling colder than ever with no one to hand me a single coat. This is the time of the season where I am always on the verge of freezing to death and no one would even care because omegas were never important.
The open creeks in the doors and the snow getting winded up inside… I can still feel the shiver down my spine.
I was so lost in the thought when I felt someone's hands wrapped around me. His fingers was so delicate and the heat coming from his body warmed me enough not to feel any of the cold memories that was running after another.
“Are you alright?” Tyrone whispered i
