Evaline:
The brass bell above the store door tinkled softly as I stepped into the cozy gift store with Draven. His fingers were twined around mine, and my heart was fluttering with that familiar warmth that comes from being with your mate
We moved down the aisles as bright lights danced off colorful packages. Everyone around us seemed happy, festive... even the shopkeeper, a kindly older woman humming holiday tunes. It struck me how different this was from the world of shifters, packs, politics, and secret tunnels. Right now, it felt like a haven.
It was Sunday evening and we were back in the human city we visited previous weekend with Oscar.
When Draven called me earlier this morning to discuss our plan for the evening, I told him about my plan of buying Christmas presents for my friends.
