He Came for Her Baby. Mine Was Already Gone

I pushed open the door to our bathroom and caught another woman’s scent before I saw he.

The frosted screen beside the tub was half open. Through the gap, I could see two pairs of legs tangled underwater. My mate was leaning back with his eyes shut. The woman still hadn’t come up for air.

I laid a form on the vanity and uncapped a pen.

“The pack healer needs your signature before my appointment tomorrow.”

I held the signature page out where he could reach it. Water dripped from his wrist as he took the pen and signed without looking at the heading.