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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

As Lewis and I turned to leave, the air thick with tension, Lala's laughter sliced through the silence like a blade, chilling me to the bone. I spun around, my heart pounding in my chest, as he sauntered towards us with a menacing grin.

"Do you know what you've done, stepping back here?" he sneered, his voice dripping with malice.

I exchanged a wary glance with Lewis, a sinking feeling settling in the pit of my stomach. Lala's laughter echoed in my ears as he continued, his words a damning indictment of our past.

"You thought you could escape your sins, Dianne," he taunted, his eyes glittering with dark amusement.

"But the blood of the innocent cries out for justice, and it always finds a way to catch up with you."

My breath caught in my throat as his words washed over me, memories of a past long buried rising to the surface. And then he said it, the accusation that hung between us like a guillotine blade.

Lewis, Finding his footing