"Oh, by the way," Zayden said, taking one step closer. "Do you remember?"
Ren frowned and tilted his head, disoriented.
"Remember what?" He asked, his gaze filled with curiosity. What exactly was he supposed to remember?
Zayden tilted his head backward slightly before straightening himself.
"Well… yesterday. During your heat, something happened."
Ren's eyes widened.
Was Zayden talking about how his heat stopped?
"…You mean when we had sex?"
Zayden shook his head, clicking his tongue.
"Nope. Not that. Something else."
Ren blinked.
"Then what—?"
Zayden's voice dropped, steady but low.
"Why were you talking earlier as if revealing your omega identity was dangerous?"
Ren's muscles stiffened.
"I already know," Zayden continued. "I have known for a while now. So why?"
Ren's breath caught. His fingers curled around his sleeves.
"Oh—" He searched for his words, panic fluttering all over his body.
