Dimitri
After what seemed like a millennium, Brooke’s heat finally died down. I swear I could pump into her every day for the rest of my life if she wanted me to. It was midday Friday, which meant we had to prepare for her Alpha Ceremony, which was taking place tomorrow.
Brooke’s room was remodeled and cleaned up with new furniture while we were “away.” We were thankful but decided to stay in the current room since Brooke will be taking over this pack. She was going to be moved regardless. However, I moved my parents from the guest bedroom into her old room.
I rolled over and wrapped my arms around my sleeping mate, who was lying on her side, facing me. A sheet draped over her torso, partially covering her curves. Her jet black tresses were partially covering her face and down her back.
