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I finally found her.

No—she found me.

My glasses hung dangerously low on the tip of my nose as I stared down at her with saucers for eyes, trying to figure out if I was dreaming or not. The second my fingers graze the supple softness of her cheek, I thought my body would implode on the spot.

"My mate." A mixture of soft bleats and raspy growls escaped my lips as I continued to widely stare down at her, an overwhelming surge of happiness and relief filling me to the brim. The tears stinging my eyes begged to drop onto her shocked features, but I wouldn't let them. Not now. "I-I—"

"Not here. Not in front of the kits." An older voice caught both of our attention as we whipped our heads over to Mrs. Ahn, who stood there with an understanding smile on her lips. She could definitely smell the rise in our scents, even through the scent reducers, excitement and desire pumping through the air.

Turning to look back at the tempting beauty beneath me, I thickly swallowed the dry lump in my throat, biting my lip before backing away from my soulmate. My fingers itched to touch her, to embrace her, instincts ready to go wild and start breeding the second we're alone. I've been waiting for so so long. 

I want her. I want—

My thoughts came to an abrupt halt as my eyes caught sight of the many markings on her neck, narrowing my eyes on them. I didn't realize it before, Bora having covered most of them, but I did now. She has...other soulmates. 

It's as if a boulder came crushing down on me, impacting me straight in the heart. No...I didn't—I wanted her to be mine. I wanted her to only have my kits, to only have one cock buried in that womb. Mine. 

This wasn't supposed to happen. My mother promised me that'd I'd get my one and only special mate all to myself. That I'd have a partner only intimate to me, just like my parents. That I would be able to have my own sweet kits the second I met her. 

This wasn't right. It wasn't right at all.

"Hey? Are you okay there?" A soft velvety voice broke me from my reveries, beckoning me to forever listen to such a melodic tone. I wasn't surprised when it turned out to belong to my soulmate, who finally finished getting a sulky Bora off her body. The little hybrid went to cling onto my arm, scenting at my wrist for a bit before eventually leaving off to her dolls.

"I'm—I'm fine." I muttered quietly, pushing up my glasses just after as I wistfully stared up at her. She was so so pretty. My mate was so gorgeous. Smelled so sweet. Had such kissable lips. I want to breed her. Mother always told me to keep her close to me, to keep her safe and protected, to keep her as my perfect soulmate. 

Even with that, I felt so... so meek around her. Why was this happening? My biology wanted to take control and mate with her, yet why did I...

"Should we go talk somewhere more private?" She asked carefully while standing to her feet, snapping me out my thoughts as I mimicked the actions, ardently resisting touching her. Not now. Not yet.

"Uhm yeah. That would be nice." I said softly, clasping my hands together as we started slowly walking out the room and down the hall. Would she leave her mates for me? If I can give her good sex? I hope she would. 

Pretty hybrids like her would like me.

"So...mind telling me your name and species?" She started with a gentle smile, clearly not trying to do anything too intimate until we were alone. She wanted me, right? Her hazel eyes gleamed with joy and a bit of attraction, but nothing libidinous circled through them.