The tension in the kitchen was already thick enough to choke on.
Chase was leaning against the counter across from me, arms crossed over his broad chest, that smug little half-smile still tugging at his lips like he was enjoying my embarrassment far more than he should.
And I was very aware of two things.
One: I had just discovered he was probably my mate.
Two: he had just indirectly confirmed he knew exactly what I had been doing in the bath.
My face still felt like it might spontaneously combust.
"Bath, huh?" he repeated, voice low and teasing.
I cross my arms defensively. "You know, it's really rude to eavesdrop on someone's...wolf thoughts."
Chase chuckles, the sound deep and warm.
"I wasn't eavesdropping," he said. "The bond can make things... noticeable."
"Bond," I m
