on always having in his mouth and something that was all man and all Chase. He found no trace of grape on his lover’s tongue. All he could taste was white chocolate mixed with Chase. It didn’t taste bad, just different, and Devlin couldn’t understand where that flavor was coming from. He pulled his head back and buried his nose in Chase’s neck again, trying to figure out what the scent and taste were and why they were on his mate. He could smell a slight scent of jasmine. It wasn’t overwhelming, but just enough to know that Chase had come in contact with something or someone that smelled strongly of the night-blooming flower.
He pulled back again to study Chase. He looked like he had something to tell him, but Devlin couldn’t sense any guilt. So whatever Chase had to say to explain the differences couldn’t be what Devlin was thinking, because the only explanation Devlin could think of was that Chase had been hugging and kissing someone else. He knew Chase would never cheat on him, but his brain was not firing on all cylinders right now. He was becoming upset thinking Chase had been unfaithful to him. “Chase, why…” He paused and took a deep breath before continuing.
When he inhaled, he caught the jasmine scent again. This time it was stronger and laced with sadness and anger. He looked over Chase’s shoulder to the female that had walked in with his family. He had seen her when they walked down the hall, but he hadn’t been paying close attention. Now that he thought about it, he thought it had looked like they were holding hands when he had first seen them. Then on his second look they were standing a few feet apart. He had chalked it up to the stress of losing his sister and feeling like his world had fallen apart. Now he wasn’t sure. He looked back to Chase’s eyes, silently begging him to say what he dreaded wasn’t true. When all Chase did was look back at the female, smile, and hold out his hand, beckoning the female closer, Devlin had his answer. Something was going on with the female, and Devlin knew he wasn’t going to like whatever it was.
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Amalya had stayed in place when Chase had walked away from her and went to console his friend. She knew the other man must be Devlin, and he and Chase were obviously close. With them both being Dmytri and Adryk’s uncles, she had thought they were brothers. When Chase had gotten the call at the school, he had called the other person ‘baby’ and told them that he loved them. Hearing it was Devlin, she had thought he was the baby brother. Now, after watching them kiss, she was angry. She couldn’t believe Chase would kiss her like he had and bring her here when it was obvious he was in a relationship with the other man. Along with the anger, she was having a hard time controlling her confusion. She was angry with him but had an almost overwhelming urge to comfort both men. Although she didn’t know the other man, and she was angry with Chase, she couldn’t bear to see them hurting. Adding to her embarrassment, watching them kiss had turned her on and made her want to join them. Now both males were staring at her. One with a look of seething and one with adoration. Chase was holding his hand out to her, waiting for her to come closer.
She glared at him before meeting Devlin’s eyes. “I’m sorry” she whispered. She wasn’t sure how he knew what had happened, but it was obvious from the look he gave her he knew that something had happened. She didn’t want to make a scene in the middle of the hospital, so she took a step back, planning to leave.
Before she could turn to walk away, the other man had closed the distance between them and held her by both arms, preventing her retreat. And he was far from gentle. She was going to have bruises the shape of his fingers. She didn’t try to struggle. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were together. I’ll leave and stay away. I’m sorry. Just let me go, and I’ll be out of your