Ragal POV (Alpha King)

When she had earlier pouted her lips—almost in disapproval of accompanying me here—I knew it was suspicious. If she hadn’t agreed, I’m afraid I would have used various ways to secure her approval, none of which she would have liked very much.

The memory of Raphael’s stiff handshake boiled in my mind. He didn’t like that I was traveling with her. I knew he was her mate, which only made me more determined to take on this task: to open Leo’s eyes to the ...