The Hybrid Queen
I felt his breath tickle my ear as he leaned in close, his knee beginning to push it's way between my legs.
"Why don't you sing me a song, little bird?"
Created to be the perfect weapon, Jezabel was born and made in a lab.
The voice of an angel, and the body of a devil, she has always killed everyone in her maker's way - until she meets the man she'd been made for.
Will she ever submit - or will she oppose her mate til the end?
HIGHEST RANK -#99 IN WEREWOLF
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