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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

The side of the woman's eyes didn't leave her daughter. Between worried and sulking, she's more concerned about her. She won't rush here if it's not a big deal for her.

"Mom, cut it out, please." Devyn sighed, who couldn't take those piercing gazes at her anymore. She sighed again. "Stop staring at me."

Madam Evelyn put down her fork. No matter how fancy this place was, she had no care at all. Even though Kiel brought her here, to her favorite restaurant.

"And when will you let me know, Devyn?"

In times like this, calling her daughter by the name means that she's serious. Her tone still wore that concern, along with her eyes. "Do you want me to have high blood pressure again?" the side of her eyes nearly teared up.

The small round table was enough for two people. Therefore, Devyn wiped the side of her mother's eyes that were about to cry. "I said you don't need to worry about me." she said, calmly.

Concerned Mom