Chapter Eighty-Seven. Showtime.
Alpha Del’s point of View.
“Hey Babe,” I almost purr as Hannah’s gorgeous face fills the screen of my laptop. I can hardly contain my excitement of seeing her. God, I miss her.
“She is in bed. Waiting for us. f**k Del, I want her so bad,” my horny wolf groans inside my mind. I don’t blame him, because he is not the only one missing the soft skin of our perfect mate.
“Are you in bed already?” she asks, as I let out a low chuckle. Hell, yeah, I am in bed. All naked and ready for this video call.
“Yeah, I am. Waiting for your call. So, how was your day?” I ask her, not wanting to be all about the sexy showtime I am hoping we share tonight. I want her to feel that her day is more important than me getting my rocks off at the sight of her.
I listen t
