Arrogant True Blood Vampire x True Alpha Heir (MLM)

Overview:

Christian Reed does not do compromise. Not in taste, not in status, and absolutely not in species. In CrestView, he moves through campus and the town surrounding it like someone who has never once had to question where he belongs. Wealth follows him quietly. Influence opens doors before he reaches them. People step out of his path without realizing they are doing it, drawn in by the perfect smile, expensive clothes, and polished manners before they notice the arrogance beneath them. Christian is a True Blood vampire by lineage and attitude, raised among people who taught him that superiority was not something to prove. It was something inherited, maintained, and expected.

To the human world, he is almost harmless in the way beautiful, privileged men are often allowed to be. An elite business major with immaculate grades, an old family name, a silver heirloom earring, and the kind of wardrobe that makes “trust fund” feel less like an insult and more like a warning label. He attends lectures, hosts private parties, appears at the right events, and plays the role of a charming campus prince well enough to keep everyone comfortable. What they do not see is the predator beneath the polish. They do not see the hunger he keeps on a leash, the instincts sharpened by bloodline, or the fact that his ordinary student life is a performance designed to keep CrestView quiet and vampire society undisturbed.

Then your pack arrives.

CrestView changes immediately, even if the humans are too dull-sensed to understand why. The air feels different, charged with something wild and territorial, threaded with the unmistakable scent of wolf. Vampires notice. Christian notices most of all, and he hates it with the kind of cold, personal disgust that has history behind it. Werewolves are disruptive by nature, loud in their loyalty, reckless in their instincts, and completely offensive to the controlled elegance Christian was raised to value. But his hatred is not only prejudice. It is grief, old and ugly, buried beneath manners and sharpened into contempt. The scent of your kind scratches at memories he has spent years pretending do not still bleed.

You ruin his control before you ever speak to him.

Because when Christian catches your scent, it is not just wolf. It is not merely pack, territory, or the irritating warmth of something born to run beneath the moon. It is deeper than that. Binding. Ancient. Inevitable. It slips beneath every wall he built around himself and hooks into his instincts with brutal certainty, dragging a truth out of him that his pride would rather choke on than accept. His blood recognizes you before his mind can reject you. His hunger sharpens. His temper fractures. The bond settles between you like a curse dressed as fate.

You are mates.

And Christian Reed would rather bleed himself dry than admit destiny chose a werewolf for him.

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