"Kitty, are you okay with this?" I asked Yoongi apprehensively as I parked the car outside the café, keeping it on so the air-conditioning was still running. The whole ride over here had been filled with nothing but a nervous silence. I don't know who was more nervous to meet with Jimin – me or Yoongi.

"Yeah, as much as I don't want to share my mate, fate says I have to," he replied quietly. Even though my feline mate was in this with me, he was doing it reluctantly.

I mean, I couldn't blame Yoongi for being cautious and a bit hesitant on meeting the other hybrid seeing as for over six months, it had been just the two of us in our love bubble. In spite of that, he now had to let a complete stranger into his relationship with his mate, as well as the life we'd built together.

After releasing a deep sigh, I turned off the ignition and looked at the handsome man beside me. My breath stopped as my heart leapt. The sun painted my mate in a heavenly glow. As much as he didn't love summer and grumbled about the heat, Yoongi looked damn good bathing in the sun's rays.

"I love you so much, Yoongi. Nothing, and no one, is ever going to change that," I muttered quietly while reaching out to hold his hand.

I was blessed with his gummy smile as he clasped my hand in both of his. I blushed as he brought our intertwined hands to his lips and brushed kisses along my knuckles. "I love you too, Cara. More than words could ever describe, Baby."

Needing to give my heart some time to calm down, I suggested that we go in. Yoongi let go of my hand long enough for me to get out of the car, and as soon as I was beside him, his fingers were wound between mine again. Throughout finding a table and perusing the menu, our hands never parted.

"Hi, sorry to keep you waiting," I heard a soft, warm voice speak from beside our table.

I looked up and smiled at Jimin before looking at Yoongi. Both hybrids had a strange look on their faces, but I didn't want to pry. They'd tell me in their own time.

"You're okay, we just got here ourselves," I said, trying to reassure the detective. As he took a seat on the other side of me, I allowed myself a moment to check him out. Jimin was absolutely a very handsome man, with an ethereal beauty to his features. There was a softness in his duo-coloured eyes, despite having witnessed some of the atrocities people and hybrids did to each other. The bags under his eyes didn't make him look exhausted like they would on anyone else; instead, they added a youthful squishiness to his already puffy cheeks. But it was his lips that caught my attention once again, not only because I wanted to feel them against my own, but because of the soft and welcoming smile that lit up his face.

I mentally shook myself to bring me back to here and now. "Jimin, this is Yoongi Min, my mate. And Yoongi, this is Jimin Park, my... other mate?"

Jimin giggled and it sounded like how I'd imagine angels sounding – soft, light and warm. As he extended his hand across the table towards Yoongi, he smiled and spoke confidently. "It's nice to meet you. Shall we order and then we can talk?"

I nodded, already knowing what I wanted. After receiving Jimin and Yoongi's selections, I went up to the long line to order. Normally I would have been mildly irritated at waiting a while to order, but today it worked in my favour – I wanted to give the two hybrids the chance to talk alone.

As I waited for my turn, I looked over the sweet treats in the cabinet and considered the options. I didn't want to get anything with chocolate; Jimin couldn't eat anything with chocolate since with him being an Arctic fox and a variant of a canine hybrid, it was toxic to him.

Smiling at the waitress behind the counter as I stepped forward, I placed our drinks orders. "Can I also please have a slice of the feline-friendly baked berry cheesecake, one of the coffee tea cakes, and one slice of the feline-friendly hummingbird cake. All with non-dairy cream on the side please."

I paid and took the table number assigned to us after thanking the waitress. I strolled towards the two handsome men who I still couldn't believe were both my mates. I let out a relieved breath to see them chatting and laughing together.

"What's so funny?" I asked with a cheerful smile as I took my seat. I didn't have to look into a mirror to know my eyes were sparkling and bright.

"Just those two women sitting over there," Jimin replied between laughs, gesturing with his head at the two attractive human women sitting at a nearby table. "They were trying out on each other different pick-up lines to use on us. They were about to come over when you walked back."

I froze, beginning to think the worst. Were my mates more attracted to those thin, pretty ladies?

Maybe I shouldn't have ordered those sweet treats for us. Or that sweetly flavoured iced coffee I loved.

I was in my head and jumped when I felt a hand cup my cheek. "Baby, look at me," I heard the deep, smooth voice I loved so much say. I slowly looked up and saw only love and affection in his eyes. "You are all I need. Those two are nothing compared to you since you're the most stunning woman I've ever laid eyes on. I love you and I promise we will work all of this out."

I turned to look at Jimin after feeling his hand on mine. "Cara, he's right. You're far more beautiful than those two – or any other woman I might add. Also, we think it's important you know from the start... Yoongi and I are not mates," he said softly as if he didn't want to startle me in case it sent me more into of a spiral of negative thoughts than I already was.

My heart sunk. This was another of the scenarios I didn't want to happen. Things would be much easier if the three of us were a throuple instead of having two mate relationships between us.

"Oh." I wasn't surprised that my voice came out as nothing but a shaky whisper.

"But seeing as you're the destined mate to both of us," the Arctic fox continued, "Yoongi and I have agreed to put aside our territorial natures and get to know one another. If we can do that and spend time together, maybe we too may be mates."

I was slightly confused. Was Jimin saying they were going to be in a relationship too?

"No, Kitten, Jimin aren't going to start dating," Yoongi said chuckling heartily. I guess he read my face and could tell what I was thinking. "We're both straight and are not into each other like that. Instead, if we both feel right about it, we maybe could be platonic mates down the track."

"But we will be both dating you," Jimin added, shooting me a glorious smile that made his eyes close into cute crescents. "I know you're marked and mated with Yoongi, and hopefully soon when you're ready, you'll wear my mark and be officially mated with me too."

Of course, just when the talk of marking and mating came up, it had to be the exact moment a stunning red fox hybrid waitress brought out our slices of cakes as a human waiter carried our drinks. I could feel my face heating up and squeaked out a high 'thank you' while I waited for the earth to swallow me whole.

I could hear the two male hybrids chuckling together, followed by Jimin's honeyed voice claiming that they had the cutest mate in the world.

"Come on, Baby," Yoongi cooed amongst chuckles, "please tell us what these three incredibly delicious looking treats are."

The rest of the time spent together was filled with laughter and easy conversation. Jimin was gobsmacked to hear that Yoongi was Suga, whom the detective had idolised for years. Yoongi and I listened as Jimin told us more about himself. He didn't talk about the open case, simply saying that they were currently following up on some leads.

After about 90 minutes of getting to know each other, Jimin received a phone call from the station and had to return to work. I was disappointed to say goodbye to him so soon, but I understood.

"Hey, how about you come to our place tomorrow night for dinner?" Yoongi asked as Jimin was standing up from the table.

My heart blossomed when I saw the white fox hybrid nod cutely and say that he'd love to. I sighed happily as Jimin hugged me goodbye, especially when he placed his pillowy lips against my forehead.

Will my heart cope with having two insanely attractive men as mates?

I sure hope so.

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It felt like an extremely long four days since my coffee date with my two mates.

I'd been really looking forward to getting to know Jimin better over dinner the following evening, but a short phone call early that morning had dashed that hope. Jimin and Eun-woo had made a break in their case and the two detectives would be pulling all-nighters at work. Yoongi and I understood; solving the case would save countless hybrid lives, which was far more important in the scheme of things.

I was very excited today though, since Jimin was able to get tonight off. He was coming over for dinner and I couldn't wait to see him again.

As I was kneading the dough for the fresh, homemade pasta, I heard my phone start to ring. "Honey, can you get that please?" I asked Yoongi, who was busy at the counter preparing garnishes for drinks.

"Hey Jimin," I heard my mate say as he answered the call. "Nope, just yourself. Did Cara send you the address? ... Yeah, that's it. ... Okay, see you soon."

Arms wrapped around my waist as a kiss was placed on the side of my neck. I giggled at the tickle feeling Yoongi's ears gave me as they brushed against my skin.

"Jimin's on his way over from the precinct now," he murmured, the vibrations from his voice making goosebumps form on my neck. "Do you need any help, Kitten?"

I shook my head. "No, but if you could please cook the meat when we're ready, that would be a great help."

"Is it the butter braised steak you were telling me about?"

When I'd been thinking of what to make for dinner tonight, I knew I wanted something special. It was my one and only chance to make a good first impression of my cooking. Ma always said growing up, 'the way to a man's heart is through his stomach'. While I don't know if it was just my cooking that made Yoongi fall for me, we both had a lot of fun cooking and eating together.

"Yeah, that's the one," I replied, sighing in relief as the dough finally felt soft, supple and ready. I wrapped it up and set it aside to relax and hydrate until we were ready.

"I'll go get it, Baby," Yoongi said as the doorbell rang. I quickly wiped the bench, washed my hands and then went into the lounge.

"Hey Jimin," I smiled as my other mate brought me into his arms for a tight hug.

"Ah, I missed your scent, Angel," he sighed happily before freezing. "Shit, that probably sounded really weird."

"Nah," I replied, giggling. "Yoongi says that too when he hasn't seen me all day. Come on in and make yourself at home."

As Jimin and I took a seat in the lounge, Yoongi went to prepare some drinks. For his birthday, I had gifted Yoongi a cocktail-making course and to say he'd been somewhat motivated to whip up new creations would be an understatement. His latest trick was something that sounded absolutely revolting but tasted incredible – fat washing liquors.

"Here you two go," the cat hybrid proclaimed, entering the room with a tray in his hands. "It's an old-fashioned with a twist."

The three of us each grabbed a glass and clinked them together. I wasn't the biggest whisky fan, but just one sip of this cocktail had me converted. "Holy shit, Baby. That's incredible!"

Yoongi beamed, proud as both Jimin and I sung his praises. Jimin asked how he'd gotten such a strong bacon flavour to shine so well. When Yoongi said he fat washed the whisky with bacon fat, the Arctic fox hybrid and I screwed our faces up in disgust at the terminology.

"It sounds so much grosser than it is," Yoongi chuckled before telling us how it meant that he infused the alcohol with the flavour of bacon fat without having any fat in the cocktail. It was a whole process apparently, but if it made my mate this happy and resulted in delicious drinks, then he could fat wash anything in my book.

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"So your dad was also a police officer?" Yoongi asked Jimin as we sat at the table eating the delicious dinner.

Yoongi's delicious butter braised steaks perfectly complimented my homemade pappardelle with fresh tomato sauce. While pasta often was very heavy, tossing it in the light, summery sauce of fresh tomatoes, lemon and basil made the dish much lighter.

"Yeah, he was originally a beat cop, but then worked his way up to sergeant," Jimin replied between bites. "He was the desk sergeant for nearly 25 years before he retired last year. My mum was a doctor's secretary but she's also retired now too."

While it wasn't unusual for hybrids to know and be close to their parents – they are still people after all – in our group, Jimin was the only hybrid who had a relationship with his mother and father. Hobi hadn't known who his parents were as he'd been adopted as a young infant. Jungkook had been living with his mother until she died when he was 17; the Boxer hybrid had been brought into the Sanctuary shelter and then met my brother – the two had been together ever since. Poor Bang Chan had been abandoned when he was a pup and had been forced to fend for himself until he was beaten and brought to Sanctuary.

"They must be nice people to have raised such a kind person like you," I mused, taking a sip of the delicious drink Yoongi had created.

"They are," Jimin said, smiling brightly – so much so that his eyes closed. "They can't wait to meet you both."

"They want to meet me too?" Yoongi asked in surprise. The way his eyes widened was kind of comical.

"Of course they do. You're also Cara's mate, so you're important to me too."

Yoongi blushed a bright red, making me lean over and kiss him on his nose. "You're so cute, Kitty." I turned to Jimin, internally gushing over how beautiful he looks with his megawatt smile. "So are you, Foxy," I grinned, watching as his honeyed cheeks turned pink at the use of the nickname.

Yeah, I have two very handsome mates who turn into cute little beans.

I was wholeheartedly in love with one, and with how sweet, kind and funny Jimin was, I knew it wouldn't be long until my heart belonged to him too.