The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 135

“What’s wrong?”

He asks more seriously when my laughter dies out. I shake my head, mindlessly twirling a finger around his locks.

“Nothing. Just thinking about how everything seems a little too perfect right now.”

“It is, isn’t it? You, with your little arms around me. You, with your hair sprawled over my chest. You, with your heat mixing with my own. You, with your body pressed snuggly against mine. You, all wrapped up around me. It’s all just”

He kisses my wrist.

“-perfect.”

I can’t help the roll of my eyes. The warmth spreading through me burns my skin like molten lava. Every word he says hits a section in my heart. A jabbing sensation that only manages to increase my affection over him.

“I’m this close to believing everything about me is perfect to you.”

He doesn’t move to look at me. He just continues peppering my arm with light kisses before múmbling,

“Isn’t that the case?”

The seriousness in his tone stops me from responding. And all of a sudden I feel this tremendous weight of guilt holding me down.

Guilt for the fact he doesn’t know I already met my ‘mate‘.

Raizel had the right to know- he needed to know. In order to pursue this, I had to tell him. It would be wrong and extremely unfair to him if he doesn’t know what he’s getting himself into. The extent of how damaged I

he changes his mind or not about being with

unwanted? Would he still look at

Then the rogues attacked. After the rogues attacked, my heart was torn into pieces just when I picked it up and put it together. Then Bentley was taken

Lila from me, my heart was

Isaac, Meredith and Williams but there was always a

showed

A small, shimmering light that was just beyond my reach. A light that quickly spread through me

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no matter the consequences.

if someone takes Raizel

ever bring myself up to

im feeling this deep for a man I just barely got to know but somehow feel

possibly lose

I had to

only

need to tell

on his face, but he still rubs down my arms comfortingly. Just the small gesture is enough to encourage me to continue. I let out a breath.

when you asked me if I

under me, his hand freezing mid–brush. The he gives me a curt nod.

of it but his