Magnus had brought a basket and a blanket for them to sit on at the beach (because, of course, he managed to think of that even though Faith's suggestion was at the last minute). They had spread out the fruits and poured the sparkling wine into plastic wine glasses.
Faith never thought Magnus would be one for picnics.
The air between them had calmed down. They had the beach to themselves, and Faith enjoyed being able to share comfortable silences with Magnus; it was something she never felt with anyone except her family. The Head Alpha was looking out at the beach, gazing far away as if his mind's occupied.
He was probably thinking about his mother.
Faith plucked a couple of green grapes and popped them into her mouth. "My mom would spend days away from us," she found herself saying,
