HYBRID
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THOU SHALL NOT BEAR A HYBRID Hybrid: Offspring of parents that differ in genetically determined traits. The parents may be of different species, genera, or (rarely) families. The term hybrid, therefore, has a wider application than the terms mongrel or crossbreed, which usually refer to animals or plants resulting from a cross between two races, breeds, strains, or varieties of the same species. You are alone. You are different. You are a freak of nature. You are unlovable. You are the fall of a nation. You are the fall of society. You are HYBRID. My name is Fatality. I am a monster. I was made to destroy. Nothing but desolation lies in my wake. I am the only monster ever created in the New World II. I am alone. And they have found me. I am on the run for a life I do not want. But something keeps me going. It is as if I am actually meant for more in this world than being a demon. It is foolish, I know, but live or die; victory or try, my story must be told to any abomination that may be forced into this dystopian after me. I am HYBRID.
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"You know you can't resist me much longer." He continued to trail kisses down my neck and jaw. I bit my lip to keep a moan from escaping. "I am your mate and Alpha, I order you to not touch any male or flirt with them." "In case you have forgotten, I'm a rogue, I don't have to listen to you." The alpha growled and I couldn't stop the smirk from forming on my lips. He pushed me harder onto the wall and moved closer so every inch of our bodies were touching. It took every ounce of strength I had to stop myself from jumping him right there. He moved his hand to caress my cheek and I found myself leaning into his touch. "When I first laid my eyes on you, you were mine. If I see any male looking at you inappropriately or longer than necessary, that will be the last thing they see. You are mine and only mine. I'm not one to share what belongs to me."

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