~The Alpha Returns~

ELRICH

The days after the clash felt different. It seemed we were in a delicate interface where anything could go either way. But the look of fear was gone. There were smokes from the chimneys and whispers along the corridors. There was the smell of freshly baked bread, wafting through our window with the first ray of sunlight.

Eira turned to her side in her sleep, the orange rays falling on her hair. She looked so beautiful when she slept. And I could tell that for the ...