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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 atmosphere quickly changed its pace. The heavy aura of air gave chills to Kiel when the door closed. His gaze turned to the king size bed where Donovan was sitting, reading newspapers with his glasses on.

Kiel walked closer and bowed. "Greetings, Chairman Lowell."

Donovan's fingers halted halfway from turning the pages as he looked at the man from the Arnoux clan. One of his eyebrows lifted up. "What do you want?"

Kiel gulped and then his fist closed tight. The hard lump in his throat blocks his passageway of air. Even though Donovan is in human form, the tight and dominance aura was still around him at the head of the Lowell Clan.

That oozing intimidating pheromones of his emitted in the air.

Father's Blessing