Glen stalked behind Mantilo all the way to the bottom floor of their home.
A soft warmth crawled all along her arms, and brushed her spine, a feminine hiss curled down her throat. She ignored her sons as they trailed behind both her and Mantilo, no doubt they were waiting to see what was about to transpire.
Mantilo stomped down the steps in front of her, a faint heat and the scent of his inner beast tickled her senses. Pulling up many different responses from her. The strongest of them being pleasure. Even in the midst's of rage...the female Shifter and the woman in her couldn't help but be excited at the familiar tingle of their mate floating into her lungs. It was a tingle that Glen always felt when she caught Mantilo's scent or simply saw him walking around or standing beside her.
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