“Why aren’t we concierge?” Mike asked Dante.

Dante crossed his arms over his chest. “Because you’re unworthy.”

Mike opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, a trace of a scent washed over all three of them instantaneously.

Dante went rigid as every hormone in his body suddenly became activated and sizzled. Against his will, he found himself turning around and scanning the crowd in the hotel lobby.

He smelled a virgin pantheress in heat.

They all did.

The scent was unmistakable. It was warm and sweet. Feminine and innocent. Succulent. Inviting. And it made him salivate for a taste of her. His panther sight dimmed as it scanned the females present and detected none of his kind.

“Where is she?” Leo said, his voice ragged as if he were having a hard time holding himself back.

“Too many humans here to tell,” Mike said as he tilted his head back to sniff the air. “They have her scent moving in multiple directions.”

Dante passed a look to Romeo, who was staring up at the elevator. He turned to stare as well, and saw no one but Darth Vader.

“Did you see her?” he asked.

Romeo shook his head. “Sorry. I was mesmerized by the naked green alien.”

“Arrr,” Mike snarled. “You’re worthless, Romeo. What kind of panther gets fixed on an alien when there’s a virgin pantheress in heat?”

“A mated one,” Romeo shot back. “Unlike you losers, my hormones are contained.”

Dante sniffed and shook his head to clear it of her scent before his animal hormones relegated him to the same childish antics as his twin brothers. “Yeah, and I want to keep mine that way. Frick and Frack, you’re on panther patrol. Find her and keep her far away from me.”

Mike and Leo exchanged evil grins before they bolted into the crowd.

Dante rolled his eyes at their haste. There were times when they really were losers.

“Aren’t you the least bit interested?” Romeo asked as they headed for the elevators. “It’s not every day we run across a virgin panther.”

“Hell, no. I’ll stick to humans. The last thing I want is a mate who’ll cruise into my life once a year, screw my brains out for two days, then run off until she delivers my litter to me to raise without her. No offense, being you and Dad sucks and I’ve raised enough siblings to never want to raise my own young without the benefit of a mate.”

Romeo laughed. “Yeah, but for the record, it’s one helluva two days.”

Dante shook his head at him. “You can have it. I’d rather take my pleasure where and when I find it.”

He entered the elevator, then paused as he realized Romeo wasn’t joining him.

“I’ll catch you later,” he said.

“You sure?”

Romeo nodded.