Christina’s POV
We had an amazing meal we had at the Alpha’s house. I ate so much I almost popped. Me and my brother have an exciting night ahead of us and we don’t want to waste time eating later, which is why we stuff ourselves.
I drive us home and I get Dylan out of the truck and into his wheelchair. “Do you have space for cake?” I ask him. “There is always room for cake.” he responds. I happily smile at him before going inside and retrieving two cupcakes, two candles, a few matches, a picture of us with our parents and a few nibbles for Jen. We already have flashlights at the cliff.
It’s a few hours to midnight, but I can see the path up there better in the daylight. I don’t mind coming back in the dark. It’s all downhill and gravity is my friend at that point. But I am hop
