Chained to My Hybrid Alpha Prince
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Later that afternoon, after a long grocery run, she pulled into the driveway—just in time to nearly bump into her vampire neighbors.
Great.
As expected, they were heartbreakingly handsome—classic vampire traits: tall, pale, and perfect. One had a commanding presence, dark hair slicked back, his cold green eyes watching her with unreadable intensity. The other, slightly shorter, wore a grin that could disarm most women in seconds.
Vienna didn't stop. She walked right past them, pretending not to notice.
Until—
"Hey there!" the shorter one called, voice like melted sugar. "New neighbor, huh? I'm Arron, and this tall brooding statue is Valus."