The Hybrid Trials
Jen Cooper
Fifty thousand dollars for a summer in a lab sounds simple until the doors lock and my past walks in wearing an Alpha’s smile. I’m the hybrid they cast out. He’s the Storm Blood heir who let it happen. Now the scientists say we’re “highly compatible,” and the tests aren’t written for the shy. I can handle needles and cameras. I’m not sure I can handle Ryken Storm.
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