"Every relationship is different. Everyone loves differently.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily
It was odd how the alpha residence was slowly becoming her home. Since she only had this weekend to finish her assignments, Rose had taken up residence in the manor’s library, books strewn out everywhere to finish the remainder of her end of term papers and study for her finals. In the afternoons, Xavier would sit with her, rifling through his own set of books, running various ideas by her for his assignments before writing them down. It just seemed so natural for them to be sitting there, working together and even Xavier was surprised how easily everything flowed between them.
Sometimes, Rose would look up to catch him staring at her as the sunlight dipped under the horizon, casting a dusky
