Purple Eyes (2)

Under Drake's touch, Acceber's stress began to gradually dissipate when he traced calming circles on her back with his palm. The room where they slept was brightly lit, and the mellow glimmer of sunlight created patterns that swirled in the partitions behind them. There was a slight whiff of herbs coming from the incense that was brewing in the corner, and the air was filled with the scent of sweet flora.

As Acceber leaned against Drake's strong body, she felt an overwhelming feeling of comfort flow through her. The mere fact that he was there appeared to eliminate the remaining uncertainties that had been plaguing her mind. As she closed her eyes and savored the warmth of his hug, she felt as if she could get completely engrossed in the occasion for all of eternity.

"You're so warm."

"Werewolves are warm creatures."

"Can you tell me about them?"

"Hmm. Listen well."