Chapter Forty-Nine. Home Sweet Home.
Alpha Del’s point of view.
I cannot wipe the smile off my face, as my beautiful mate lays sleeping soundly on my chest. Her neck tilted just enough for me to admire my mark on her neck. It is fascinating watching it almost glisten under the soft low light. Apollo is practically purring inside my head, his joy matching my own. I feel he may have forgiven me now that Miss Hannah is mine.
“Yes, I have. Only because our mate has forgiven us,”
Miss Hannah shuffles in her sleep, scrunching up her face, it is the cutest thing I have ever seen. She then twists her body, and I wonder if she is beginning to wake up, only to hear the loudest release of gas I have ever heard. Honestly, it almost blows the bed covers off! The twelve-year-old boy inside of me
