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I could feel his crotch press firmly on me from behind as he grabbed my neck and kissed me behind my ear. His breath was so chill and I could hear it sing a thousand songs. I felt my self getting lost slowly as his fingers found its way down my pants.

"Ouuuu, is that pre-cum or you got wet from the foreplay" Lewis said as he grabbed my ass and lifted me up.

My arms wrapped around his neck, his fangs had this silver look to it. Staring into his eyes I said "Does it really matter? You made it happen. Now less talking, start working on making my legs shake" I said as I buried my fangs in his shoulder

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Ever thought the Female Alpha would be an overly serious person? 

Dianne, born in the mystical realm of Tamigrove embarked on a journey of self discovery after her pack forced on her a mate she couldn't see herself being with. Her journey takes her across plains she never imagined, she found love, lost love and sought love for the soul. 

For her to be reborn and made a hybrid, she is put through a rigorous ritual process, sleep in the coffin. Reborn, she finds herself in the modern world and very few of the people she lived with made it through. With the wisdom collected over the years, she navigates her way through the modern era and builds a name for herself. 

The smooth run comes to an end when her past comes knocking. How does she handle it? How does she maintain her love life and her personal life troubles without both of them intertwining? Does she let the troubles get to her or does she let it swallow her?

Billionaire Hybrid in Love

It's Friday, one of my best days. As I stepped into the grand lobby of El Corp, the headquarters of my empire, a sense of unease prickled at the edges of my consciousness. The usually bustling space was eerily quiet, save for the sound of muffled sobs that echoed off the marble walls.

Confusion etched itself onto my face as I surveyed the scene before me. My loyal employees, the lifeblood of my corporation, stood huddled together, their faces drawn and tear-streaked, their usual air of confidence replaced by an aura of despair.

"What's going on?" I demanded, my voice cutting through the heavy silence like a knife. But my words fell on deaf ears as my employees continued to weep, their grief palpable in the air around us.

Dread coiled in the pit of my stomach as I approached one of my longtime assistants, her shoulders trembling with emotion.

"Madeline, what's happened?" I pressed, my voice softer now, laced with concern.

The Truth, Closer Than You Can See