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“The twins are hybrids. Angelics, actually. Then meadow, her mother was a shifter, not Lycan, still a wolf, but different. She’s fierce because she’s multi gifted, like you are, and my father made sure no one knew his son pack-bonded with impure breeds. He couldn’t do anything about them, as they are all Santo by blood and he’ll never shame his own bloodline or admit that most of the pack come from interbred unions. There are hundreds of supernatural species, wolves are highly sexed horn dogs, they will fuck anything.” delivered with a callous smirk and a hint of pride at his own species being hoes. Only a man would actually be proud of that.

“Eww, Colton!” I slap his arm, stinging my own fingers in the process, grossed out and a little offended with that last sentence. It’s hardly admirable in a species who also like to mate for life when they pick the right one.