Eve’s POV
I kept stealing short glances at him as we walked, afraid that if I looked too long I would ruin the moment. He carried the weight of everything we were facing, yet he still made sure I was steady enough to breathe and live with hope.
“Do you ever get a break?” I asked.
He turned to me with a half smile tugging at his lips. “Breaks are for people who think the world ever gives them reasons to rest.”
I laughed a shaky laugh. “I guess we are not those people then.”
“Not for a while.”he said turning his gaze away again, “but we can make every moment ours.”
I nodded, letting my self relax a little.
We found a fallen trea near the river and we collapsed onto it. The gentle trickle of water filled the silence, the tension in my chest eased. My wolf thought stil restless bene
