Fiona's pov
The festivities were over and Sabrina was still held captive. I stood at the balcony of our assigned room looking at the scenery of the pack.
Just then a pair of hands slipped into my waist and held me and I knew who it was instantly from his scent.
He placed his head on my neck as he began to gently suck on my napes.
"Hey….that's ticklish!" I giggled at what he was doing but it didn't stop him from kissing my neck.
"Stop babe…" I said to him as he placed one last kiss on my neck. I leaned back and rested my head on his chest.
"So….what are you doing out here?" Seb asked me as his fingers slowly moved up and down my arms.
"Hmmm…Nothing. Just thinking" I replied.
"What are you thinking about?" He asked me, making me pause. I turned to face him, his eyes were filled with lots of emotions when he stared at me and I knew I was talking with My Seb and not Midnight—whose eyes are like the depths of hell.
