You Reap What You Sow
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Elana Beddor was thrown into the Fae world after she was accidentally kidnapped with the Archeron sisters.
With nothing else to do she trys to find who killed her family to take revenge or to at least ask them why they did it.
Azriel was tasked on a mission to steer Elana on the wrong path until Rhys could figure out what to say to her.
Not knowing that would make Azriel and Elana close. Slowly becoming friends and maybe more?
Sorry if it's bad it's my first published fic okay don't judge lol.
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