Ensnared By The Hybrid Alpha
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Ensnared By The Hybrid Alpha

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Solane Paranormal

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“Give your body to me, Dandelion.” He drawls and Freya scowls at him, ignoring the way her heartbeat accelerates and the way her core throbs at the sight of his wicked smirk.
“Please stop calling me that, and I’d rather die before that happens!” She hurls defiantly and her captor and the bane of her existence, the dark alpha king, scoffs.
“Perhaps try saying that next time with more conviction, and while at that, keep in mind that I can always tell whenever you’re aroused around me.”
Freya splutters, cheeks pink. “How–”
“Your scent always gives you away.”
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Freya’s unfortunate life went from worst to worst in a flash. Her only desire was to prevent her father from marrying her away, but an impulsive decision left her pregnant, which in turn got her banished. She thought fate shined on her when she crossed paths with the father of her child, who coincidentally turned out to be her mate, but fate had a darker plan for her when she got rejected and almost lost her life. Having nothing else to live for, Freya didn’t believe her plight could get any worse, but it did when she fell into the hands of Blaze, an enemy of her ex-mate and her father.
Freya knew her life was doomed because she had nowhere else to run. How much worse can Freya's life get? How much more can she handle? And how is she gonna handle everything life keeps throwing at her?
Blaze Cyrus is a martyr, a prodigy and everyone’s worst nightmare. With a long list of enemies to tick off, along with deep scars maring his soul, his thirst for revenge and blood was frightening.
A hot-headed, rebellious omega whose mouth was as sharp as her curves.
A rogue alpha born by a monster and forged by a lifetime of loss and pain, whose presence makes kings fall to their knees.
A mismatch made in hell.

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Tags: HEescape while being pregnantbadboydramaanother world
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49: apology

Freya

I stared at Blaze, feeling the weight of his words sink in, but somehow, the apologies felt thin, barely scratching the surface of the damage he’d done. It was almost insulting, the way he thought he could just toss out a half-hearted

"I'm sorry" and expect it to smooth over the mess he’d left in my life.

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