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Devyn Lowell, the youngest daughter of the Lowell Clan. A dominant werewolf omega, who changes sex partners every month in order to maintain her form. She never entered serious relationships. For her, alpha men were just toys. 

Kiel Arnoux, a recessive werewolf alpha. Living his life as the President’s shadow. Devyn’s personal assistant, who distanced himself and forgot the memories they made as childhood friends.

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“I can’t take her strong pheromones!!”

The man who was supposed to be Devyn’s partner for the month stormed out of the room. 

The female omega sat down and lit a cigarette. A devilish smirk stretched across her cheeks. “What a useless alpha,”

Kiel turned to her and bowed. “I apologize. Do you want me to arrange another—”

He stopped when Devyn pulled his collar. She blew a smoke and ordered. "Kneel"

Kiel wasn't stunned at all. He bent down and kneeled.

Devyn grabbed the man by the hair and then she placed one foot on Kiel's chest. "You are so obedient. Do you know that it was a privilege to be stepped on by me?" she smirked.

The man nodded. "Thank you for stepping on me, President."

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A hot and steamy connection between a CEO and her assistant.

Is LUST the only thing that binds them? What will happen if both of them fall deeper into the dangerous pit of LOVE?

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The Werewolf CEO's Pet

In the wide back garden near the patio, stood the boy she's always seeing these days. His family often visits their mansion. Making her more interested in him. 


Veronica, her personal maid, bent over, leveling her face to see the young girl's expression. "Young miss, why are you sulking here? Don't you want to play anymore?" she asked.


The young miss crossed her arms and looked at those mirror walls reflecting what's inside their living room.


"Ah, do you perhaps–want to meet the young master of the Arnoux Clan?" Veronica chuckled. Seeing how adorable the girl was with her puffing cheeks. 


"How shameless. He should know how to greet me whenever he's visiting our house." she snorted, glaring through those mirror walls.


The maid stood straight and patted her head. 'The young miss is so cute,' she held her hand. "Let's go inside. I prepared cookies for you. The madam wanted you to eat before playing." Veronica said.


Sweet Nightmares