Chapter 122

Michael

"I'm finally home, mate," I shouted as soon as I entered the penthouse carrying the food I had taken out from the Mystic Grill. Freya isn't in the living room so I'm just assuming that she got bored watching the movie or maybe she's done watching it. But I know that my mate is just inside the penthouse, I can smell her intoxicating scent all over the penthouse, and for some fucking reason, inhaling her scent is already enough for me to get a hard-on.

"Where are you, my mate?" I shouted again getting my mate's attention because that's what I am, an attention seeker. I don’t know if Freya can hear me since this is a huge penthouse. If she's in the bedroom right now, I bet she wouldn't hear me but I can tell she already knows I'm already here in the penthouse.

"Where are you, mate?" I shouted again for the third time.

＞Stop shouting, Michael. I'm in the kitchen.＜ I couldn't help but smile when Freya responded to me via our pack-link. I can’t help but feel a little bit amused beca