Back to the Crest Moon Pack~
The morning sun cast golden rays across Anaya's face, gently stirring her from sleep. She blinked slowly, stretching out one hand as a familiar scent drifted into her nostrils. Her fingers reached out instinctively, searching the bed and then landed on something soft and warm.
Rhys.
Her hand had found his head, resting quietly on the edge of her bed.
Tears welled in Anaya's eyes as she gently combed her fingers through his hair, marveling at its softness and the reality of his presence. The tears slipped silently down her cheeks.
'I'm glad you're alright, Rhys,' she thought to herself, her heart aching. 'I missed you so much. I think about you constantly. I'm just so relieved I was able to save you. I love you more than words can express. Even if you don't remember me right now, I believe you will one day.'
As her silent thoughts drifted, Rhys began to stir. He raised his head from the bed groggily, blinking against the light.
