Zaiden’s POV
Days later.
Karen’s heat had finally settled.
She was sitting on the edge of the bed when I walked in, brushing her hair back with her fingers. The moment she noticed me, she smiled.
“You’re staring,” she said.
I walked over without answering, standing between her knees. My hands settled on her waist automatically, thumbs pressing in slightly.
“Can I not look at my mate now?” I asked.
She scoffed. “You’ve been looking since morning.”
“And I’ll keep doing it.”
Her hands came up to my chest, gripping my shirt lightly. “Lisa says I’m completely fine now.”
“I know,” I said. “I can feel it.”
She leaned into me, resting her forehead against my chest. “I don’t like that you’re leaving again.”
My arms wrapped around her immediately, firm, grounding. “I don’t like it either
