It was late. The rest of the band had drifted into their separate corners of the luxury suite\u2014Maya asleep with a half-finished magazine draped across her, Cassie curled into the crook of a couch, and Jonah somehow passed out with a face mask on in the guest bath. Even Mark had settled in with a soft snore and one arm draped over his eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But the balcony doors were still cracked open, letting in the warm, lazy breeze of the Oklahoma night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Gabriel stepped outside, the black silk of his fur catching in the ambient glow from the city below. The lights of Sooner Hills stretched to the horizon\u2014cars like fireflies, office towers blinking, far-off neon signs flickering into the late hours.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Thane followed, his clawed feet silent on the stone tiles. He still wore the black polo and jeans, though the collar was loose and the air felt soft against his arms.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Gabriel didn\u2019t look up right away. He just exhaled slowly, his arms resting on the railing, icy blue eyes watching the world turn below them. \u201cYou think they\u2019d recognize us from up here?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Thane stepped in close behind him, wrapping his arms around Gabriel\u2019s waist from behind and resting his chin against Gabriel\u2019s shoulder. \u201cOnly if they\u2019ve got werewolf-grade night vision.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Gabriel huffed a quiet laugh, leaning into him. \u201cToday was\u2026 something.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou mean the disguises? Or the pretzel parkour? Or Jonah arguing with a mall cop about \u2018artistic freedom\u2019 while covered in churro dust?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAll of it,\u201d Gabriel murmured. \u201cBut mostly\u2026 you. Treating everyone. Giving us this. It was thoughtful. You didn\u2019t have to.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Thane\u2019s voice was low, steady. \u201cNo. But I wanted to.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He gently nudged his muzzle against Gabriel\u2019s. \u201cYou\u2019ve given me<\/em> so much, my wolf. You keep us laughing. You play your heart out. And you keep reminding me there\u2019s more to life than cables and cue sheets.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gabriel turned his head, brushing their noses together in that quiet, sacred way they always did. It was soft. Affectionate. Wordless. The kind of thing that didn\u2019t need a crowd\u2014or ever would.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou\u2019re the reason I have this,\u201d Thane whispered. \u201cThe band. The fans. All of it. I\u2019d have burned out years ago if you weren\u2019t beside me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gabriel\u2019s claws found Thane\u2019s, their fingers lacing together. \u201cSame.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n For a long while, they stood like that\u2014two wolves above the city, wrapped in each other and the warm hum of the night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Eventually, Thane pulled Gabriel in tighter, his muzzle tucked against the curve of Gabriel\u2019s neck. \u201cStay here a minute,\u201d he murmured. \u201cJust like this.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gabriel smiled, eyes closed, chest rising and falling against his bandmate\u2019s. \u201cForever works too.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n And for a while, there was no music, no lights, no fans\u2014just fur, warmth, and the silent rhythm of two hearts still beating in perfect time.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" It was late. The rest of the band had drifted into their separate corners of the luxury suite\u2014Maya asleep with a half-finished magazine draped across her, Cassie curled into the crook of a couch, and Jonah somehow passed out with a face mask on in the guest bath. Even Mark had settled in with a […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-649","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-tour-life"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/threewerewolves.com\/tourblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/649","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/threewerewolves.com\/tourblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/threewerewolves.com\/tourblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/threewerewolves.com\/tourblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/threewerewolves.com\/tourblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=649"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/threewerewolves.com\/tourblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/649\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3123,"href":"https:\/\/threewerewolves.com\/tourblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/649\/revisions\/3123"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/threewerewolves.com\/tourblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=649"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/threewerewolves.com\/tourblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=649"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/threewerewolves.com\/tourblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=649"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}