Damien
The next morning, I woke up to an empty bed. Where was Clara?
“Where did you go?” I linked.
“The gym.” She replied with a happy tone.
I walked through the apartment to the gym and saw my mate covered in sweat running on the treadmill with short running shorts and a sports bra. She turned and smiled at me, giving me a wink.
“You’re late, Alpha.” She smiled.
A low growl escaped me, and I smiled, walking towards her. It drove me mad when she called me Alpha. I wanted to hear it again, wanted to take charge, be in her, hear her scream it in my ear.
I hit the emergency stop on the treadmill and picked her up in my arms.
“Hey!” She said laughing and wrapping her arms around my neck. “I was finally hitting my stride!”
I smiled and grazed my lips over her mark, knowing that she wa
