Raphael loved his mate. He loved her so much. He had never met someone as beautiful as Alice. He could see why he loved her. She was everything and nothing. The perfect blend of the beauty and the beast, the perfect match for him.

Her skin was a dark brown. Darker than the darkest chocolate, lighter than the lightest cream. Her lips were a shade of red that matched perfectly with her eyes. Everything about her screamed softness and warmth. Her hair was a shade of honey. Brown with flecks of gold and copper mixed together into one. It framed her face perfectly and fell over her shoulders like an...