HIS WIFE

The sight was breathtaking—so peaceful, so pure, it felt like it could heal any sorrow.

Alaric's voice was low and soothing as he leaned in. "Are you scared?"

"With you here, I'm not afraid of anything."

"Just remember everything I taught you. I'll guide you this time, but soon enough, you'll be able to do it on your own."

"Okay."

But the moment the cabin door opened, a blast of cold wind rushed in, stealing her breath.

Emerald's legs trembled. Wanting to jump was one thing—her instincts were another.

Alaric wrapped an arm around her waist, his voice low and reassuring against her ear. "Don't be scared. Keep your eyes open—see the world with me."

And then, they jumped.

The sudden drop made Emerald's stomach lurch, and the deafening wind roared in her ears. Her heart pounded wildly, drowning out every other sound.

She wasn't sure how long it took for the wind to ease, but eventually, she dared to open her eyes.