chapter 46

The monitor has a little camera, so I can see them sleeping in Eziah’s crib. I strip, toss my clothes on the bathroom floor, and hop under the hot spray of water. Since I don’t have much time to waste, I wet my face, grab the soap, and start washing. I am incredibly fast, but halfway through my shower, I feel Mateo stir awake. The bond we share comes alive with a sudden buzz of his energy. Then, his panic courses through me. Within seconds, I jump out of the shower and quickly wrap a towel around my hips before I rush out of the bathroom. What is wrong with him that happened in the short time since I arrived back home? I run down the hall and turn into the living room just as he bursts out of it, colliding with me and knocking me to the floor flat on my back. His panic-stricken face looks at me, confused. “What is it?” I ask with a groan, still lying on the floor, half-naked, balls shriveling as they brush the cold tiles, making me buck to cover them. Mateo’s eyes widen, and I’m sure t