Chapter 512: Snow Between What Must Wait
Orion stepped out into the compound with Sophia still in his arms.
Cold met them immediately.
Soft snow fell from the sky, drifting slowly.
Sophia tucked her face slightly into his chest without thinking.
"You're still not putting me down?" she asked quietly.
"No, and you should stop asking me that," Orion told her.
She huffed a quiet laugh.
Members of the pack moved around the compound, children playing with their friends too.
Orion adjusted his grip without slowing down. One of her arms rested around his neck. The other was tucked between them, her fingers curled into the fabric of his cloak.
"Orion," she called out.
"Hm."
"We should take a detour."
He stopped then and looked down at her, one brow lifting slowly.
"A detour?" he asked her.
"Yes," she replied with a nod.
His gaze slid ahead briefly. Then back to her.
"To where, shorty?"
