“I’m just checking the positioning of the uterus,” Kye explained, his voice steady as he pressed around my pelvic bone. “Usually, this is done along with an internal exam—” Ash’s eyes narrowed, and a blast of cold air radiated off him. I scowled at him as Kye’s light, yellowish-brown fingers trembled slightly. “But that seems unnecessary at the moment,” Kye said, his gaze moving to mine as he unfolded my shirt. “Let’s talk about your breasts—” A low growl came from where Ash stood to our left. “Nyktos,” I hissed.
