Alex POV
I carried a sleeping Loren to her bed after she passed out on the couch while we watched a movie. I covered her with a blanket and placed a kiss on her rosy cheek. The way the moonlight fell on her unconscious form made her look like a sleeping goddess; I almost forgot how to breathe in that moment.
Placing one more kiss on my girlfriend’s face, I exited her room and quietly closed the door.
I caught the scent of cigarette smoke and saw that Elaine was outside on the balcony, a half burnt cigarette in between her fingers.
I opened the sliding door and joined her amidst the wintry night’s air.
“Can I offer you a cigarette, Alex?” she offered, not removing her gaze from the horizon.
“Thank you for the offer ma’am, but I don’t smoke,” I replied kindly.
“Tobacco isn’t harmful to werewolves, is it?” she asked curiously.
“It isn’t, I just don’t care much for the taste,” I replied with a chuckle.
