The world beyond our pack has a storybook place to Keith and something impossible to me.
I pressed my forehead against the cool glass of the SUV’s window as my eyes took in everything.
Keith was beaming with happiness to a point where he couldn't seat still.
“Mama, look! The mountains have snow hats!” he exclaimed, his voice high with wonder and suprise.
I smiled, my heart feeling so full it might just beat right out of my chest. “They do, sweetheart. They’re called peaks. And they’re beautiful, aren’t they?”
“So beautiful” he agreed, utterly absorbed.
From the driver’s seat, Griffin reached over and laced his fingers through mine. His touch, always so sure and steady, sent a wave of warmth through me, anchoring me even as my spirit soared. “Enjoying the view?” he asked, his voice a
