He looked at his mate, stared at the hard lines and sweaty flesh that covered his muscles and bones, and took in the fact Devon was hard as a rock again. His lion was insatiable. His mate stared at Willow, and Case turned his attention back to the little lioness. Of course they’d known she was standing there watching them. No matter how high they were with pleasure, fear, anger, or whatever emotion consumed them, they would always know where she was. The scent of her, like freshly fallen snow, a warm summer rain, and wildflowers just blooming for the first time in spring, always surrounded her. It always let them know that she was near. They loved her, even if she wasn’t their mate. One day she’d find that other person, the other half to her soul and lion, and they’d have to back away, even if it would be the hardest thing they’d ever done. The three of them had been inseparable since they were younger, and now school was out they’d be starting a new chapter in their lives, and they’d have to realize that just because they wanted something didn’t mean they could have it.
