Kaelith pulled gently on her hand and suddenly she stood directly in front of him.
Her arm pressed against her own stomach while their fingers kept intertwined.
Both of his hands settled around her waist. One strong arm wrapped tightly around her lower back, effectively trapping her against him.
His other hand rested possessively against her butt.
Somehow…
that didn't bother her at all.
Around them, Beast males spun their females through the clearing while tails, hair, ribbons, and skirts flew wildly through the warm afternoon air. Laughter nearly drowned out the music itself.
Yet in the center of that storm of joy and movement stood a hyena and a lynx.
Still.
Two heartbeats moving to the same melody.
Kaelith's eyes wandered slowly across Mirabelle's face.
Hungry.
As though he simply could not get enough of looking at her.
Every tiny detail carved itself into his memory.
The curve of her eyelashes.
The shape of the markings along her cheeks.
The color of her lips.
