로그인Any idea what her gifts might be?
Roman POV - Roman tries to keep his composure as he leaves the meal, but of course his unit knows something is wrong. As soon as he stands, Lilli snaps her attention to him, her brows pinched in a question while her hand reaches out. He takes it in his own and presses a small kiss to the back, relishing the sweet moment of peace her touch offers, before reassuring her he is okay and turning to leave. Her frown doesn't disappear, but she seems to accept his words and returns to her conversation with Papa. Allie’s gaze doesn't relent. He has known Roman far longer than their mate and knows the intricacies of his feelings towards Clear Blue. Rather than ease him with a false smile, his eyes flickers to Lilli, a request to keep an eye on her while he is gone. At Allie’s nod, he excuses himself from the table and heads out of the village. He doesn't know where he's going but he needs space and air. His chest had tightened the moment his dad had returned with word from Sam, and its t
Mina POV-“That’s the strangest mark I’ve ever seen.” Mina jerks from her ogling to catch Carla’s wink as she heads over. “I presume you liked our gift?”
Mina POV - Her head is a fog of mindless bliss, still high from her orgasm, as her mates help her roll to her knees. They are shaky, the tremble of pleasure still deep in her muscles. Roman settles before her, guiding her to lean against his chest. His fingers trail light patterns over the length of her forearm as she nuzzles against him, enjoying his scent, his presence, and the firmness of his chest. Alastor’s hands settle at her waist. His thumbs massage circles into her lower back. The touch is small, but intense. Her skin is hyperaware of her mate’s every move, her attention latching to it, making every touch between them heightened, addictive. Mina jerks when his fingers trail across her sex, coating themselves in her arousal. Heat builds in her cheeks at the wet sound, but Alastor’s groan soothes any rising insecurities. It is full of pure lust, pure need, pure appreciation. How could she shy away from such a noise? A rustle behind her draws her eyes just in time to see
Mina POV-Alastor crawls up her body, his knee sliding between her legs, parting them. Her breath hitches as his thigh presses to her apex, but her attention is drawn away as a hand cups the back of her head, guiding it to a pillow. Roman’s fingers thread delicately in her hair, far sweeter than the heathis dark gaze promises. Her chest warms. Even when desire is creeping upon them, her mates are gentle with her, making sure she's comfortable.
Mina POV-The trio spends the rest of the day discussing Clear Blue and how to move forward. The main problem is proving Mina’s innocence. Without knowing the ability that her and Alastor had gained through their bond, they can’t prove the note is fake, and without knowing who is framing her, they can’t gather the evidence they needed to bring the real murderer to justice.That, alongside the mole in Clear Blue, makes the options forward limited. She ins
Mina POV-When Mina wakes up alone, a chill races down her spine. She spreads her arms wide, reaching for the two warm bodies that had slept beside her all night, but the bed is empty. She shivers and sits up. Roman's room is bright with the late morning hour, but there is no sign of him or Alastor. She sniffs the air, their scents strong, but waning in their absenceand she wonders where they've gone. Mina frowns, and draws the covers tight around herselfto lock in







