If his self-control had slipped even slightly, he might have stormed into the tent and joined them without hesitation.
Zion, doing his business outside, fared no better. The continuous overwhelming restlessness inside him had pushed his instincts into a frenzy, his breathing heavy and uneven as he fought the primal urge clawing at him.
And they weren't the only ones affected. Chase, who had only recently discovered Addison was his fated mate, had felt as though he'd been drenched in a potent aphrodisiac.
With no outlet and his body reacting violently to the bond, he had locked himself away, muffling his own strained grunts as he tried to relieve the maddening tension alone, his mind shamefully filled with thoughts of her while the bond pulsed relentlessly in his veins.
