Astrea was sure she’d never felt this happy in her entire life, yet somehow this was all so familiar. It was nice to know this wasn’t just another dream as she curled up in bed with Fenrir’s arms pulling her possessively against his chest. He had a peculiar scent that she couldn’t quite decipher. There was a distinct note of cedar wood, but at the same time, he smelled a little bit like smoke. Or smouldering embers. However bizarre, she would be happy to breathe it in all day, everyday.
It suited him.
They were still naked and still entangled together, and neither of them wished for this to end.
He looked so relaxed now. As if he slept for the first time in years, and Astrea loved that she was the one to bring this peace to him.
The door opened all of a sudden, and before Astrea had t
