Erika's Point of View
"How's Alaska like?" I ask running my fingers through his silver hair while his face is buried in the crook of my neck. We're lying on his bed, wrapped in the warmth of the covers surrounded by darkness and the serenity of night.
"Snow, forests, mountains..." He trails off.
'Oooo, mountains...' Hestia purrs in my head and I internally roll my eyes at her.
'Geological mountains, Hestia.' I say and she breaks off into a laughing fit. God help her!
"Does it always snow there?" I wonder.
"No. Not all part of Alaska but it always snows where my pack is located." He answers huskily. I am excited as well as nervous to go there. Excited because I want to see how his pack is like and nervous because I don't know how his pack will react upon seeing me. I hope they underst
