Chapter 18 - Temperatures

“Let them watch,” Carter murmurs, his gaze never leaving hers. Beneath the water, his hand shifts to rest on her waist, pulling her ever so slightly closer.

“Carter,” she warns, yet it is not much more than a whisper. A part of her wants to pull away, to preserve the fragile neutrality of their relationship — but another part, the one connected to the mate bond, urges her to lean in.

“You worry too much,” he tells her, tracing his thumb gently along the curve of her cheek. “They are used to this. You’ll see, once we start, they are going to leave this place.”

Izzy swallows hard. She’s aware that she’s treading dangerous waters. Yet, being with Carter is exhilarating. His touch is a different type of fire.

“I haven’t selected yet,” she says, struggling to keep her voice steady as he gazes at her face.

“No problem at all. You just need to reject the mate bond with the others. That will solve all your problems with having three mates.”

Suddenly, his lips go to her neck and despite h