A Wolf at the Window

Jaxon swam. His body shimmering under the soothing moonlight which kissed the sparkling cold water with a graze of chilling breeze.

He swam backward gazing at the dark inky sky. The sight was so beautiful and calming yet his heart wasn't at peace.

All he could think about was that witty little witch. She had consumed his thoughts. Creeping somewhere deep where it was difficult for him to block her