Chapter 42. Don’t You Dare Touch Them!

Colt’s POV

I found my mother in the kitchen, busy baking her famous caramel muffins.

Sam asked her if she could bake us some goodies for our trip down to the beach house.

I took a deep whiff of the delicious smell and sighed in contentment. It smelled like Kate, and my mouth watered.

“Morning Mom,” I said, pecked her on the cheek as I passed her, and grabbed a piece of toast.

“Morning, son,” she said, lifting her gaze and searching mine. Her soft blue eyes were pleading. She knew that we had found our mate, but even Sam, our mother’s favorite son, was reluctant to tell her any juicy details, which for obvious reasons made her suspicious and curious.

I ignored her gaze, grabbed some bacon, and dished some eggs onto my plate. Then I took a seat at the counter.

We hadn’t been home much, and I knew she was dying to know what was happening.

My mother moved to where I sat, placed the dishcloth down, and lifted an eyebrow.

“How l