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MATED TO HIM: HIS HYBRID MATE

SYNOPSIS " I think I am running wild at this rate, I don't mind turning into a gay because I have fallen deeply in love with you to turn back now," Alpha Reese said in his usual hoarse voice as he pinned Snow to the wall. " But I am a boy, Alpha" Snow's voice came out soft and shallowed because of the closeness he shared with the Alpha. " That's it, I am already running crazy as it is" Alpha Reese sighed and released Snow. " But what if I tell you that I am a girl" Snow muttered, making Alpha Reese's eyes widen in nothing but total shock. " You're a girl?" He asked to be sure he heard her right. " Yes, and my name is Ivora." *********** Ivora, a human with a tragic past involving werewolves, disguises herself as a boy named Snow. Little does she know, she is destined to be the mate of Alpha Reese, a fearsome leader. When Ivora discovers her hybrid lineage as a werewolf and witch, her secret as a girl poses a dangerous revelation to Reese. What would be the reaction of Alpha Reese, if he found out that Snow is a girl, not a boy as he claimed?

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Chapter 20

CHAPTER 20

Tanra left the Grim Fiend pack to her pack so as to see her father.

As the Alpha promised, Wilson followed Tanra alongside her maid Ayra who was gawking at Wilson every single minute.

" Will you stop looking at me? Am I that handsome?" Wilson asked as he walked side by side with Ayra who was walking close to Tanra's carriage.

" Who said I was looking at you?" Ayra muttered and Wilson smiled.

" I guess I am too handsome for you to handle" he said and Ayra rolled her eyes.

" So full of yourself I guess' ' Ayra snickered.

They both continued talking until Wilson felt something in the bush so he told them to stop walking.

" Stop! Everyone stop!" He shouted and the men who were carrying Tanra's carriage all freezed at once.

" What? What happened?" Ayra asked with fear on her face.

" We are surrounded by assassins," Wilson said, his eyes all around the trees watching cautiously.