Chapter Twenty-Four
After our shower, I sat on the bathroom counter. Wrapped in a fluffy black towel, watching my mate as he shaved. It was so surreal, being in this moment that I had imagined for so long. Yes, I’d had daydreams about what s*x would be like with Micheal.
But this, this domestic bit of normalcy, was what I had always craved.
Biting my lower lip, I tried to hide my smile as I brought my hand to the side of my neck. Trailing my fingers over the claiming mark I now had. The rest of the pack would soon know about us and I was ready for it. I didn’t want to hide who I was to Micheal or who he was to me.
Micheal wasn’t just my alpha, he was my mate. My everything.
He finished shaving and splashed the rest of the shaving cream off of his face. He picked up a dark bottle of af
