Emilia's POV
I took a deep breath of the morning breaze as they filled my nostrils, it was in deed a great day, the birds were singing and the tread dance I had to the soft rthm of the south wind.
I slowly opened the curtains, I pressed my hands against the window frame as I rested on it while overlooking the community.
The busy streets were filled with many werewolves carrying on with their daily activities, a smile straightened my lips, I turned my head to the other side of the street where a figured had caught my attention.
There stood the finest man known by my community people and including me, I found myself day dreaming of falling into his arms and him pressing his lips against mine in a passionate kiss.
A sigh of admiration eased out of my mouth.
"He is so dreamy…" I mumbled outloud to myself.
