I pulled back from Malcolm's chest. "What's going on out there?"

"Sounds like a major accident in the kitchen." Malcolm shrugged, already swinging his legs off the bed. "Probably Allison trying to 'help' Lira cook. I should go check it out before they burn down the mansion."

He stood, stretching his broad shoulders, and I felt the loss of his warmth immediately.

"I'll be right back," he promised, leaning down to press a quick kiss to my forehead. "Stay put. Rest. That's an order from your Alpha."

He was halfway to the door when I called out.

"Malcolm."

He paused, glancing back.

"I'm coming with you."

His eyebrows shot up....