Lily: My Merman Consort

Mine! The word echoed over and over again in Cato's head. She was his mate... his true mate. The one person in the world that could love him completely and without reservations. He could smell her amazingly wonderful scent waft up to his nose. Her scent was something he wouldn’t have been able to explain to another since it was more about how it made him feel than the blend of smells themselves.