Mirabelle stepped behind Lucien.
Out of all her mates, he was the shortest. Even so, she had to rise onto her tiptoes to drape her arms around his neck and rest her chin on his shoulder.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
She felt his tail twitch excitedly between them. The warmth radiating from his body seeped pleasantly into hers, and the familiar scent of cedarwood and morning dew wrapped around her like a favorite blanket.
"Recharging."
Lucien laughed softly.
His heartbeat was slow and steady against her chest. Resting against him, Mirabelle watched Kaelith and Silas with quiet curiosity, wondering how they'd react to her openly showing affection toward the fox Beastman.
Kaelith's attention settled on the two of them.
Though, if she was being honest, he seemed to be watching her far more than Lucien.
