The Alpha's Mate

Chapter 2

I wake up to soft snoring to my left. I turn slightly to see his face.

'Aww . . . Our mate is too adorable!' Harper exclaims. 

She's right. I study his face closer. His beautiful blue eyes cover by his eye lids. His thick lashes lay above his cheeks. His mouth slightly open. All of his dark brown, almost black hair tousled in a bunch. All of a sudden, his breathing becomes a tiny bit more erratic. He's waking up. I quickly close my eyes. He quietly groans. 

"Kitten, I know you're awake." Tyler says. I can't help but let a giggle escape my closed lips. I open my eyes. I shit you not, a fucking Greek God lays before me. I hold in a girly sigh and look him in the eyes. "Good morning, Ty." I say. "Morning, Kitten." He says. I giggle once more. "Hungry?" He asks. I nod my head. Slowly we get up off the bed. Tyler stands up and walks towards his wardrobe. 

"Want some clothes, babe?" Tyler asks. "Sure." I reply. He walks towards me with some extra small, I assume, boxers and one of his shirts. I give a small 'thanks' and step into the bathroom. I stare at myself in the mirror and wonder how I got so many over protective brothers. I begin to strip and I step into the shower. 

I scrub my dirty and bloodied body. I pull my fingers through my tangled and bloody hair. I sigh and grab Tyler's 'manly' shampoo. I lather my hair carefully. I start to feel drowsy. I shake it off and step out. I pull on Tyler's clothes and step out of the steamy bathroom.