The Hybrid Lover

s eyes were pleasing, scrutinizing the undergrowth with sharp precision, as if each thrill of wind bore a secret. She was there for a reason, a reason that p

ithout leaving any trace. Police had remained silent, and the city whispered stories that Juliette could not ignore. It was too strange, too ...

the plant. A shiver crossed his neck. She tightened her catch around her not

It was not an ordinary animal. Her heart got carried away. She knew she couldn't hesitate.

she had not seen coming. He was tall, much larger than she would have imagined, and his gaze ... his gaze was piercing,

en only by the wind that was blowing through the trees. Juliette, taken in this silent exchange, felt her belly to tie. It was

her calm voice than she would

he weighed each word. Then he straightened up slightly, and his silhouette seemed to st

, this thrill of discomfort that invaded him? "You follow disappearances ..." he finally s

caped her lips before she even thinks about it. It was not audacity, but pure necessity. Something, in thi

becoming even more overwhelming. It was so close that she could feel the warmth of her body, an in

tte knew she couldn't go back. She was not the one who was fleeing. She had not yet d

th he showed him was narrow and difficult, as if he alone knew the trails. His steps were heavy, as if he walked on a

minished, as if the nature itself held up. He led her to a clearing, isolated, away from everything she had known. There, in the cen

ou are not ready. He stared at his eyes, and Juliette felt strange press

oke gently, almost in mid-voice. "Everything you thought you know

r. But she couldn't go back. "What are you? She

ath: "What you see in front of you is only part of what I am. He moved away slightly, and Juliette felt a presence that brushed her, like an

osing, dangerous air. He was no longer this man. He was no longer a human being. His br

he had before her was not an illusion. It was the truth. A truth that she could not flee. He w

in her throat. "What are you? She repeated, but this time, fear was no longer pr

ificant smile. He walked towards her, his approach m

an. She had just discovered the existence of hybrids, these creatures that she had believed only legends. But now she kn

urnalist. She was linked to

a place to sit. The bar was crowded, one of those places where we were drowning the fatigue of the week in alcohol and noisy conversations.

l in full confusion after his discovery in the forest. What she had seen ... what she had felt ... it was as if her world had fractured. N

t drew his attention.

dim lights, but every detail she could see was enough to capture her attention. A strong jaw, marked features, a raw

he was not just attractive. He gave off something inexplicable, an underlying force, an

head, and th

k. A t

hange of looks between foreigners. There was something else. A brutal, i

his glass on the table. He didn't smile. He didn't seem sur

forgotten h

if she had no control over her own body. Part of her shouted to

. His eyes, with a deep gray, obse

een fixing m

htly hoarse. A timbre that seem

rprised by the way h

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but by the absolute certainty with which he h

are

slipped on her, a fraction of a second

ami

t. Just this first name, thrown into the air

eart beat faster, f

n the forest

en he leaned his head slightly, a

ou

lly co

k

thud made her jump. A clamor climbed from the bottom of the bar. Someone h

there is some

nstantly. Ever

she saw something change in him. A fleeting shi

k

most inhuman fluidity. He crossed the play, indifferent t

fraction of a second

he street was deserted, apart from a small group of customers

e gaze, looking for an explanation. B

dy was

e disa

eamed. He was there, right in front of her

accelerate

choed o

human

turned, i

ette was stood immobile, half hidden by the dark.

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shadow