Chapter 31

Alpha Dalton’s POV

We made our way up the stairs and Tyler was in a fit of giggles as I carried her, “Dalton! Put me down. I’m wearing this dress and I don’t want to tear it!” I poked her side and she jumped, giggling even more, “If it tears I’ll just have it sewn back together. We just won’t tell my momma.” I chuckled and open the large door to my room and walked her over the threshold and sat her down on her feet. She smiled up at me and backed up a little, “What’s wrong, Darlin’? You scared now that I have you all alone?” She rolled her eyes and swatted at me and I playfully acted like I was going to poke her in the side again. She seemed to be extremely ticklish and that was going to be amusing for me, “No! I just don’t want to be poked on is all. You keep pokin’ at me.” She backed up more and her butt hit the edge of the bed and she sat down. I peered down at her and she looked up at me through her eyelashes. I took her hands in mine as huffed and sat down next to her,