Xavier moved down the corridor as he looked for his fiery redhead and he stopped abruptly when he saw her figure leaning against the rail of the veranda as the wind blew her hair strands behind her.
He walked onto the veranda of the restaurant as he moved behind her to wind his arms around her as he rested his chin on her shoulder as looked down at the same view she was staring at with so much tranquillity.
It was close to midnight in the town but the werewolves were still bustling and celebrating around the place as their cheerful nature filled the air while the night lights were shining brightly and against the sparkling jade eyes of Tashina.
"Why so sober, honey?" he murmured from behind her.
"I knew you would follow me out here," she chuckled lightly.
"Of course, I didn't miss your sour mood since we got to the restaurant, it seems everyone's happy mood isn't rubbing onto you," Xavier said.
