Rael ran his fingers through Celeste’s hair, and when she finally pulled back, she looked up at him with a smile. “You aren’t what I expected,” she admitted.
“What did you expect?” he asked, letting her slide out of his arms but keeping one hand intertwined with hers.
“From the feared King of Rouges?” she laughed, biting her lower lip as she spooked up at him through her lashes. “Well, I certainty didn’t expect you to be an Alpha.”
“That surprises me,” Rael said, lifting her hand to kiss her knuckles. “And what ranking would you have assumed I was?”
“I’m unsure,” she said, that soft glow returning to her cheeks as he pressed that kiss against her knuckles. “But certainly not an Alpha. Especially because it doesn’t seem as though anyone really submits to you the way they would an Alpha.
