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[Warning: Mature Content R18]
Aubrey Young knows she’s average. She has average looks, average height, average personality, average intelligence and she likes it that way. The less attention on her the better. One day she catches the attention of a decidedly un-average “man.” Forget average, he is the hottest guy in the university, Rhyland Leslie Darling.

Rhyland is uber rich, smart, and handsome. And he knows it. He also has a secret. He is a werewolf and an Alpha at that. An inveterate playboy, he has sworn never to settle down after seeing the destruction ‘love’ has brought to his family. That is until he meets Aubrey. Irresistibly drawn to her unique scent, Rhyland discovers that only Aubrey has the ability to calm him down during his HEAT. 

But it’s not only Rhyland who is attracted to Aubrey. It quickly becomes apparent that she has a scent that can enhance the abilities of ALL the werewolves and another powerful race… VAMPIRES. With this unwanted unique ability, Aubrey becomes sought after by the two constantly warring races. She soon realizes she has to stick with Rhyland, the only one strong enough to protect her.

Along the way, Aubrey finds out that she was not as "average" as she once thought, that she is actually one of the remaining survivors of a SPECIAL RACE. Soon, Aubrey realizes that she herself must grow stronger in order to protect her loved ones and defeat a formidable enemy.  

Get ready for a fantasy love story that takes you on a roller coaster of emotions!  ^u^

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My Darling Alpha

After her conversation with Natasha, Aubrey was in a pensive mood. With a glass of champagne in her hand Aubrey leaned over the balcony that she had found reprieve in a few minutes ago and let out a huge sigh. In fact, Natasha was partly right. Aubrey he didn't have much to offer Rhyland. Aubrey was an average person. She wasn't beautiful or talented nor did she have the money or resources that Natasha had at her disposal.

The one thing she has is the only thing tying Rhyland to her.

'I only have my scent. Without this, what would I be to Rhyland? Nothing.' Aubrey thought morosely, downing her champagne in one gulp.

'I'm ashamed to feel this way but still I'm glad I have this to hold over him.'

'But when he finds someone he likes, my place in his heart will also disappear. He could just find another fae to keep his hunger at bay. It doesn't have to be me.' Just thinking of this pains her.

Chapter 77: Lovesick