I nodded as if this wasn’t a shitload of information to process about the woman who’d chosen me as her mate. I knew my wolf would’ve already chosen her too if he could—I felt his impatience as he strained at my muscles, and I now knew he’d been waiting for her. That was why he hadn’t bothered nesting, after all.

“Thank you,” I told her.

“After you set Evan in bed, turn that fan on.” She pointed to a small fan in the corner. “It’s noisy, but it helps him sleep ...