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f the city make merry in the busiest nightclubs in the heart of the city. There,

Mysterious Club. It was a club where there were no rules. Just like Alyssa herself. At twenty-four, she was already the CEO

she was Neon's greatest mystery. She donned a dark black jacket every day to the office, covered her bright crimson hair with a b

obody knows. That side of her, with a crimson red crest and a furry tail, and golden-yellow eyes. She can never for

wn pack and its sole survivor. Her

ouple had found her passed out at the roadside, rescued and then adopted her. She had been fourteen then when she became Alyssa D

th of February, what the humans called Valentine's Day. Her goal that night was to find a mate, and it was just for that night. She wasn't ready to commit to a relationship, nor

mson hair spilled from the wig, tumbling down her waist. Then she took off her serious-looking designer work jacket. Underneath the j

. Her eyes glittered with excitement as she thought about the deal she had made with the owner o

terious Club, she thought with a wide smile across her face. By no way was she ever going to allow so

she was in for