Chapter 13 : Out in the Open

I heard correctly, didn’t I?

Fated mate? Do they mean me?

Crouching under the desk, I stare at Kent’s shirt pooled on the floor, and at my mates’ boots.

“You lost your shirt. Did you get too warm with all the thinking you do in here?” Jordan quips.

“Never mind that,” Kent says. “We haven’t confirmed that she is our fated mate.”

I bite my tongue. How can he say that after what just happened? Unless I’m mistaken and there’s another “she” in their lives. If it’s true, how could he make love to me like that–as if we are mates? Maybe I was right about these men.

Is he ashamed? Am I his dirty little secret?

My wolf tells me to stop my mind chattering and listen to my heart.

“She is,” Wiley declares. “And I say we stop competing over her like the worst case of sibling rivalry ever. We’re adults, for Goddess’s sake.”

“No argument here,” Kent says. “I’m not sure it was even a competition.”

Jordan chooses to sit down in one of the leather chairs, right near my hands. I curl up even s