158: Unbreakable and eternal

Alpha Caden’s POV

I woke up earlier than Aurora the next morning, the first rays of dawn filtering through the curtains and casting a gentle glow over her sated face. She looked serene, burdenless, and I felt a surge of pride knowing I was the one who made her feel this way.

She lay naked beside me, her beautiful pale skin glowing in the soft morning light. My eyes trailed down her body, admiring the intricate tattoos that adorned her skin, each one telling a story of her strength and resilience.

As I continued to trace the lines of her tattoos, my gaze fell upon a single name inked right below her left breast: Reynard.

Reynard. It means male fox. She used to call me that when I called her my little fox. The sight of the tattoo stirred something deep within me. She had permanently marked herself with my name, a symbol of our connection that transcended time and distance.

My heart ached with emotion, a mix of love and disbelief. She had tattooed it. She had carried me with her, even