Carrie’s Point of View
Madoka and I danced, lost in the beat, and the world faded away from all around us. Before long, we were kissing, completely enthralled with each other. Somewhere outside of my conscious thoughts, Yuhan had excused himself from dancing, and Parker and Pinky had completely disappeared. Her friends had scattered and were dancing with other humans.
The music tempo changed to a slower song, and I wrapped my arms around Madoka’s neck. His hands were on my ass, just barely, and I could feel how hard he was against my stomach. He was definitely ready to get home.
His voice broke into my mind. "Parker just said he left with your friend."
"Okay, I'm just going to ask it out loud. Is she his mate?"
"He didn't say."
"Well, do you think he is?"
"If I had to guess...yes."
