Evelyn‘s POV

“You’re teasing me,” I finally muttered, gripping the edge of the sink to steady myself.

He took a step closer, and I could feel the heat rolling off him. “Maybe,” he whispered, “but you haven't said anything.”

I looked up into his eyes. They were dark and intense. My breath hitched.

“It’s a Pack ritual,” I said quietly, keeping my eyes down. “Newlyweds bathe together on their first night. It’s tradition.”

Dominic tilted his head. “Is that so?” His ...