Aligned Fantasy
Her smile deepened as she saw the recognition dawn on his face.
"Just kidding. Taiga, right?"
He stared, dumbfounded. She chuckled at the expression he wore.
His spine straightened like a pulled string. The air shifted, thickened, and without warning he let his pheromones slip free, unfiltered, unmasked.
Phoebe inhaled sharply, her eyes widening in the subtlest of shocks before her lips curled into a slow, knowing smirk.
"Yes," she said, lowering her hand. "I'm Dante's mom. Nice to meet you too."
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