Maell paused for a moment before leaving, remembering that small detail—his surprise to make his mate even more receptive, as if she didn’t already ignite all on her own.

“I left it at the back of the fridge, so no one would find it. You never find anything anyway,” Niall muttered, practically diving headfirst into the fridge, frantically searching for the bottle containing the aphrodisiac.

“Shit! I swear I left it here!”

Clink, clink, clink—the sound of other bottles rattling as he searched.

“Stop that! You’re going to get everyone suspicious!” Maell scolded, grabbing his brother’s arm and dragging him toward the back door leading into the woods.

“You probably left it back at the house. You’re a disaster. Come on, we don’t have much time, and Rose is waiting nearby.”

And off they went, sneaking toward their parents’ sacred sanctuary, even carrying strong scents to cover their own afterward.

They were already riding the adrenaline high, craving passion with their mate like it was their