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

Shit. Shit. Shit! How did I manage to get myself in this bloody mess?

I was far from uncomfortable, squished tightly between the two of them. The pungent scent of weed smoke filled the car as they shared a celebratory blunt to mark their successful kidnapping, laughing and chatting with each other as the car drove to the empty night streets. As confusing as this situation was, one thing was certain: I'm neck deep in shit.

I wanted to put everything behind me and forget everything about Devon and the wolves as a whole. Yet I manage to entangle myself in all this yet again. I just want to pick up the broken pieces of my life and move on. Is that too much to ask?

A cry for help