Goodnight kiss

Nate walked out of Scarlet's room after tucking the covers again. The little girl had undone his hard work while crying desperately for the wolf.

Thankfully, he had managed to calm her down and remind her that wolves don't live alone. She had looked at him with wide eyes, azure like the sky, and asked a couple of questions about packs.

In the end, he had managed to tell a bedtime story without shocking his daughter too much. She had fallen asleep while inquiring about wolves and their organisation in packs. He did his best to make the explanations simple, and he had sighed relieved when her breathing signalled she was deep asleep.

He walked to Lara's door and knocked lightly. When she opened it, she saw his pale, overworked expression, and she chuckled.

«Come in,» she said, but he shook his head.

«Let's head to the kitchen instead. I'm in the mood for a drink. I didn't know telling stories is so complicated.»