His Last Choice

Chapter 32

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Soren's POV

How I loved watching Peyton sleep in short-shorts.

When we were watching the movie last night, I couldn't help put glancing down her long legs and place my hand on her soft skin to make teasing strokes.

To my surprise she was quite the deep sleeper--didn't move an inch unless I kissed her in her sleep. Her brows would pull together and she would slap me unconsciously!

My girl has many surprises.

Knowing how my lovely and beautiful mate can be a bit shy, I didn't feel over her comfort level leaving her with my sloppy kisses. However, it excited me to feel her skin form goose bumps against my touch.

Mandy, the wife and mate of the keeper of this island stood in some floral yellow dress by the oven her hands covered in oven mits as she pulled something delicious out of the stove.

Her daughters gnawed at me as if I was going to go all wolf on them. Which I wasn't-as long as they don't annoy the crap out of me like my old man me whilst I'm having a romantic trip with my mate.

"Pey, what do you want to do today." I asked pulling her around her slim waist.

She didn't hear me, because she continued to be fixed on Mandy humming some deaf-tone tune.

It sounded like she was dying inside.

Deciding to be sneaky (old player habits die hard), I slid my hand down from her waist to her nice shapely butt and squeezed.

A yelp came from her lips that sent her jumping off her feet, making me laugh.

"Soren" She yelled rubbing her harassed area sending me a looks that can kill a wolf in a matter of milliseconds.

I pretended to act blameless, but it was hard not to when the grin on my face wouldn't stop.

"Can you please not do that in front of my little sister" Mandy's older daughter glared at me while covering her little sister's eyes with her palm.

I think her name is Martha.

Peyton turned deep red and I laughed harder before she elbowed me in the rib.

"You perv!"

Her foot connected with my shin making it sting with pinching pain.

If I weren't a werewolf, that would have probably sent me to the emergency room but since I am, that wasn't as bad as being elbowed on my side.

"Alpha's boy!" Mandy said smiling.

Her face looked slightly more rounded then the last time I saw her. She was starting to grow some crow's feet wrinkles on her eyes.

"Please, Mandy...I told you it's Soren, call me Soren."

"Yes and I told you to call me Mrs. Doran, but you still call me by informalities, so I won't change what I call you until you become polite." She snickered.

"Good to see you're as bitter as ever." I fake smiled.

"It's good to see you're still a brat, Alpha's boy." She stuck her tongue at me.

For a middle aged woman, she is much more irritating than my own annoying Old Man and that takes a lot for me to say that to out throne my father.

"Says the lady who's sticking her tongue out like a child" I roll my eyes and look down at Peyton. "What do you want to eat babe? She'll cook whatever you want."