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Possessed By My Hybrid Mate

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"Take your hands off her!" Marcus's grip faltered, but he tried to cover it with a laugh. "D-Damien, man, this isn't what it looks like. We were just joking around." Damien closed the distance. His hand shot out, seizing Marcus by the wrist—the same one clutching June's neck. With effortless strength, he yanked it free, forcing Marcus to release her. June stumbled back, breathless, pressing a hand to her throat. Damien's grip tightened. His voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. "Touch her again, and you won't have a hand left to use." "C'mon, man, we were just—" CRACK. The sound of bone snapping filled the storage room. Marcus howled in pain, clutching his wrist as Damien released him. Marcus staggered back, face pale, eyes wide with fear. He didn't collapse—he bolted, cradling his broken wrist as he rushed out of the room, the sound of his retreat echoing down the hall. The silence that followed was deafening. June's wide eyes locked on Damien. Her throat still stung where Marcus's fingers had been. But all she could focus on was Damien standing before her—calm, terrifying, and utterly unshaken. Damien turned his gaze to her, his words quiet but absolute. "No one touches you. Not while I'm breathing." June Callaway came to Blackstone after her parents’ death to live with her aunt. Working at the town’s only diner, she hoped for a quiet new start—until she became the center of a dangerous supernatural storm. Damien Cross: rich, reckless, and a feared hybrid, places an ancient, one-sided bond on her—risking his life to claim what he wants. She doesn’t fall because of the bond; she falls because she chose to. Possessed, hunted, and irrevocably his.
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