Anaiah's POV
My eyes flutter open, I'm on my mate's chest. I stifle a yawn and he kisses my head.
"Good morning my love and Happy Birthday," I tilt my head to meet his eyes, and I smile, I
forgot it's my birthday. I sit up and cup his face.
"Good morning, babe," I kiss his lips and he kisses me back fiercely, my heart skips a bit as
the door bursts open,
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"
and Arya, Danford, Angie, Darius, Justine, and Jake enter the room with balloons and a
velvet cake, I get out of bed.
"AAW, thank you, guys. I love you,"
Arya holds up the cake so that I should blow out the candles and I do while they sing a
birthday song.
"We are going down to celebrate at the packhouse!" Announces Dan. My mate suddenly
pulls me into his chest and hugs me for a long time while our friends eat cake and laugh, I
wrap my arms around his torso and I few tears escape my eyes. To love and be loved is
