Warning: Might get emotional. As one of my readers suggested, I've included this here because I find this chapter rather sweet.
"…When is your rut?" Ren blurted, asking the first thing that crossed his mind.
Zayden blinked, then chuckled, tilting his head slightly in surprise.
"Hoo~ Are you the one after my body now?" he teased, drawing his hands away from Ren's shoulders and folding his arms across his chest as if he were a man who had never had sex before.
Ren scowled, shaking his head.
"My Lord—"
"Zayden," he corrected instantly. "Call me by my name."
"We are in public," Ren argued.
"And so?"
Ren sighed, turning to the side. He just couldn't win against this man.
"But why do you want to know when my rut is?" Zayden asked, amusement still tugging at his lips.
"So that I can stay away from you."
Zayden's smile faltered. His eyes widened slightly, and for a moment, he froze—unable to speak or even breathe.
