"Mate." Dante called when he got to the opening of the container.
"Mate?" Gracie interjected, shock evident on her face. Was Dante her fated mate, o moon goddess. She squealed with delight, but it soon changed to a frown when she noticed Dante's scowl.
"In your dreams, Gracie." Dante interjected rudely and moved past her. Currently, she stink and he wants to move far away from her.
Yes, that sweet smell. Where is it coming from? Dante sniffed at the air and went after the scent.
Gracie glanced after him in shock and followed after him, anxiously. The only other woman at this location was Katie. Was Katie Dante's mate? She really hope not. She has pined for Dante for a longer time. Why can't the moon goddess grant her this wish?
Dante oblivious of his surrounding, followed the scent to a dark room.
"Man, we've been waiting for you. What took you so long?" Simon said in way of greetings.
"Mate." Came his curt reply.
