A burning fire suddenly appeared in one of the alleys in the city of werewolves, Liberty City. From the burning fire, emerged a magnificent 6' 3" figure with his dark blue horn and jet black hair. His perfect curve of eyebrows frowned above a pair of green demon eyes. His gaze was so sharp even sharper than the warrior's sword. It was the gaze of a true leader because he was an alpha from the Sommerset clan, the richest werewolf clan in the city. Even in his demon form, he was still good-looking and furious he was. Now, the burning fire slowly dimmed showing the pentagram shape on the ground. With that, that was the proof that he had just come back from hell. It was easy for him to get back from hell because he had bits of help. He was Hybrid Antara, an alpha deceived by a demon in a werewolf city ruled by lower demons, and his family was in debt to a club owned by the youngest prince of hell, Demon Anwir. Demon Anwir deceived him by telling him that Hybrid Antara could settle the

Diva. My body was under the demon's control who used Antara's body to approach me. I felt so sad knowing that Antara's soul was left in hell. At least I could hope at this very moment, I was touched by Antara's body, though he wasn't inside, his smell and the tastes lingered on his skin, I needed Antara's body to touch me. I had been missing him for too long. It might have been only three years since he went to hell, but it felt like forever for me. Antara's body that stood before me woke me up from my longing for the real Antara, “Oh… not yet, Diva. Don’t you dare come without my permission! With this, I command your body to stay in this state. The state of about to blow up but you can’t, coz I’m not allowing you to come yet. Let your folds down there become so wet that it would drip flood to the floor and the bed sheet behind you….” he whispered with a husky and inviting voice in my left ear. I couldn’t do a thing but let my body had its way while thinking that was the real Ant

-Diva- I didn't know how I could be trapped in this situation. Stuck in this huge bedroom and forced to mate to Demon Anwir. All my life, I had always remembered that I would remember my happy thoughts when I was in this situation. Antara was my only happy thought. Because I was the black sheep of the family, I didn't know that Antara had the guts to go to Sabbatical Valley or even hell to look for Demon Akheron to free me from my long-life miseries. Since he was gone for three years and I didn't know where his soul was, now I wanted to calm myself by remembering how he had been so good for all my life. He took good care of me since I was five and he was four. I was hiding under his blanket and he whispered, "My Diva, you're safe here with me. I'll protect you forever. No matter what." Then there were times when I found out that my father cheated on my stepmom when I was eleven years old and Antara was ten years old and that he just had his first shift as a werewolf. He finall

Antara.I was shocked when I was on my way to hell and my Silberpfeil Benz sports car ran out of gas. I was ready to face the demon army that I had seen since I passed Liberty City's outer gate. Being stuck in the Sabbatical Valley, I was hoping that I could meet Demon Akheron to demand some things. They were all the things, the very reason I was out to meet death in the Sabbatical Valley. Caught me off guard, I saw a winged creature approach as I was ready in my demon wolf form, but the creature was a resemblance to myself. With his height of six feet and three inches tall, as tall as I was when I was in my human form. His jet black hair, dark blue horns, and green demonic eyes with his handsome face showed he was a mirror of myself. Then what scared me the most was his line,“Antara, my son. You’ve finally come to see your real father, the proud Demon Akheron.” I knew that my mom never told me who my real father was. As I had to hide my demon form as well to survive as an alpha a