Seraphina's POV
Blake carried me deeper and deeper into the forest, weaving through trees with ease until the thick woods finally opened up. We'd reached a cliff.
The view was breathtaking. The forest stretched out endlessly below us, a sea of dark treetops swaying gently in the breeze. Above, the moon hung full and bright, bathing everything in silvery light.
Blake slowed to a stop, and I carefully slid off his back. My legs were a bit wobbly—partly from the ride, partly from the adrenaline still coursing through me.
I walked to the edge of the cliff and sat down, letting my legs dangle over the side. The drop was steep, but I wasn't scared. There was something peaceful about being up here, away from everything.
"Careful, Mate!" Blake's voice echoed in my mind as his massive wolf form settled down beside me, close enough that his warmth seeped through my clothes.
