Inky_wand

24 years old Rachel is determined to find the Anti-human cult that murdered her father and bring them to Justice. Her quest leads her to the cursed Alpha, Devon who’s not only her prime suspect but also her fated mate, and he has just one request for her.

“Marry me Rachel.”

Redeeming Her Cursed Alpha Mate

<p>I turn my head over to Rachel, who is sleeping soundly by my side. I waved her hand in front of her face, needing to make sure she was sound asleep before I made my move, and sure enough she was. I bit my lower lip, carefully dragging my arm, which she used as a pillow, and swiftly replacing it with a pillow. </p>

<p>My heart hung by a loose unraveling thread, scared I had been caught as she rolled over in bed, a soft sigh of relief escaping her lips paired with some inaudible murmur. I lowered my shoulder, saying a silent prayer to the moon-goddess as she remained sound asleep. I can't risk getting caught; she'll ask too many questions, and I don't want to lie to her. </p>

Secret Soiree