Prologue

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☆ 3rd Point Of View ☆

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☆ 3rd Point Of View ☆

"So he's still not letting anyone near him, huh?" Namjoon sighed.

Namjoon was the owner of 'The right way'. This was a hybrid rescue centre that was dispised by other centres because of it's 'unreasonable' methods to sell and recue hybrids.
Namjoon treated his hybrids with care and respected their wishes and most of all their privacy. But then there was this one hybrid. This hybrid didn't want anyone near him. He refused every type of food offered to him. And bit anyone who he didn't like....so basically everyone.

Namjoon saved this hybrid about 2 weeks ago. He was found in an alleyway, passed out with scratches and bruises covering his whole body. Namjoon took him back with him to the centre to get treated but when this hybrid woke up he easily became the most difficult hybrid that Namjoon has ever dealt with.

Namjoon had a best friend... Her name was (Y/n). She once suggested that the hybrid needed to find his mate in order for him to open up to anyone as he didn't know who to trust. They didn't even know his name for God's sake. But Namjoon took her idea into consideration and started his own little social experiment.

Namjoon, one by one showed the new hybrid every female hybrid he had on his grounds. This was a very long process as this took all of Namjoon's day but at the end of the day the only thing hes achieved is a couple hundred growls coming from the new hybrid.

And that's where he was now. Stuck in his chair, thinking about what to do with this hybrid.

"He's going to die if you don't help him Joonie." (Y/n) said as she slid onto his desk and started to swing her legs back and forth. Namjoon sighed for what seemed like the one hundreth time today.
"I know that (Y/n).....Okay, what if we knock him out and feed him while he's out through tubes?" Namjoon suggested with wide eyes. His hand was about a centemetre off of the paper, ready to write down his idea when (Y/n) cut him off.

"Yeah, that's if you can get close enough to inject him with something strong enough to knock him out." she laughed. He groaned and threw the pen across the room and slumped his head onto (Y/n)'s lap.

"Urghhhh. I dont know what to doooooo!" He moaned but his voice was muffled by (Y/n)'s fluffy pajama trousers. (Y/n) pat the poor boy's head and sighed.
"I'm going upstairs Joonie. Do you want me to order in tonig--"
"Yes." he said cutting her off.

☆ (Y/n)'s Point Of View ☆

I smiled then nodded. I slid off of his desk and let my flip flops hit the floor, ready to leave.

Me and Namjoon have lived together for about 2 years now. We moved in together after highschool. When he became his own boss people thought i was only friends with him because of the money i could steal. Most thought we were dating but he's not really my type. Like don't get me wrong. I'm not an ignorant girl because even a blind girl could admit Joonie was hot as hell but in my eyes he's like a brother. And that is how it will stay.

We live ontop of his company building. It's like a giant flat with a view of the city. It has 4 bedrooms , 4 bathrooms, A kitchen, a dinning room and 2 balconys.
I work in Joonie's Comany as someone who gets Hybrids to warm up to people. My job dosent have an official name but it's still a Job.

My job is basically to be a hybrids bestfriend and i'm definetly not complaining. I have so many hybrid friends thank to this job. I wouldn't give this job up for the world and that's why Namjoon asigned this job to me. Mostly because i was useless at everything else but let's not bring that up.

Before i left to go upstairs i stopped at the new Hybrids room. I watched him through the one way mirror with curious eyes. His head perked up as he glared at the mirror. He could tell someones watching him... This is some skilled hybrid. Maybe i should try and get him to open up to me.... Just once... If he bites me i could always get Taehyung to lick it right? He wouldn't tell Namjoon if i told him not to.

Namjoom forbid me from going in there just in case i got hurt but im a bad girl. I don't listen to nobody...Not even Namjoon.

I got my ID card and pressed it to the door which immediatley let it open. Oh my God i'm going to get im so much trouble because of this.
I slowly walked in while he glared at me as i took each step. He hasn't started growling yet... That's a good sign, right?

I sat down on a chair that was about 2 metres away from him. He still hasn't started to growl yet.... I studied his physical features to see that his cuts have been healing nicely and his bruises have started to fade. His hair has been dyed blonde and his ears have been pireced. Were they by choice?

He started to sniff the air as he made eye contact with me. Soon he softned his gaze. Then he began to look confused as he looked me up and down, slowly.
Then i decided to fianlly speak up.

"My name is (Y/n)" i said with a small smile. He sniffed in my direction once again but this time he then closed his eyes in... bliss? What was he doing? Then he opened his eyes but his eyes were now a light shade of orange.

Oh no i know what's coming next...

"Mate." He whispered.

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