Mate heat

Silas - Pov

"Silas, are you okay?" Elena's concerned voice disrupted my thoughts.

"Not really, but may I come in, if you don't mind?" I am under the influence of our mate's heat, craving her company as much as possible. I silently pray to the moon goddess that she will permit my entry.

"Uh... alright," she concedes, moving towards the kitchen and wiping her brow. Elena pours a glass of water for each of us before sitting across from me.

"Damn it, I'd much prefer the enticing arousal of our mate to a glass of water," Ray's licentious comment emerged unexpectedly.

"I'll turn down the heat," Elena responded, her cheeks coloring. Despite her apparent effort to distance herself from me, my eyes were drawn to her curvy figure, and her scent made it impossible to resist the mate pull.

A snarl to my left diverted my attention to the puppy staring at me with a hostile expression.

"Hey, pervert, stay away from my master," the dog warned. Thanks to Ray, I was able to comprehend his canine dialect