Altair is much, much more stunned than I am after that kiss. I thought that he would go back to his calm, almost snarky self, instead, what I got is the first time I saw an Enchanted wolf, at a loss for words while also blushing redder than blood against a snowy ground.
He could not talk at all, even as I asked him every question I possibly could. Instead, when he noticed that I was asking him something and he realised that he is not going to be able to give me an answer, he just wrapped one of his hands around my waist and the other at the back of my head before pulling me into an embrace.
Burying his head in the crook of my neck, he took in a breath as I leaned on him as well, closing my eyes and pretending like nothing happened and that we have not separated even once.
