Nanny for the Alien Primal by Athena Storm

He may be a king but my rank is higher. Its called ‘mom’.
One day I get a knock on my door. It’s the Drokan King.
Turns out that the two orphaned kids my best friend left behind when she died are royalty.
He says I need to bring them to the Palace. And I need to come be their nanny.
He’ll pay me handsomely and ensure I live a life of privilege and comfort.

But there’s something more.
I see a glint a hunger on his handsome alien face. A stiffening of his muscular, ripped body.
I can tell he wants me to be around him. That he sees me as his.

I can hear his thoughts. He thinks I’m his fated mate.
I can sense his desire. It’s thick. Strong. I can almost touch it. Taste it.
Am I going to give in? Be a human in this alien’s court. Care for his children and tend his home?
I will…but he can’t call me a maid or a nanny. He has to call me…
A Wife.
(I’ll also accept “Mother”)