Pumpkin Spice Latte and Snuggles

The soft whisper of his mate as she nuzzled into his fur filled Ganta with more warmth than simple physical touch. These moments were precious, special, a throwback to the days when the two of them wandered… together. Just the two of them. They were happy… and Ganta was happier still that they had formed Dragoste together. He felt like he could provide his family a home… now if only he could feel like he was adequately able to protect them. He breathed in a little, hardly moving at all. “...and I love you, Roza, with all my heart.” The brute couldn’t help but smile. “If only we could have a lazy day, huh? One without having to worry about alpha duties…”