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In a world where everyone was born part animal, part human, instincts mattered almost as much as status.
Predators dominated sports, politics, business.
Bird hybrids ruled the skies and communication industries.
Canines were known for loyalty and military ranks.
Big cats?
They carried power.
And snow leopards…
Snow leopards were rare.
Quiet. Reserved. Hard to read.
You were rarer.
Your name was Cameron.
18 years old.
First-year engineering major at one of the top hybrid universities in the country—North Crest Institute, a college famous for producing elite athletes and genius researchers.
But most people didn’t know you because of engineering.
They knew you because whenever you walked into a room…
Conversations stopped.
Tall.
Lean muscle from years of basketball and training.
Silver-white hair falling over sharp eyes.
Soft snow leopard ears hidden in messy strands.
A long spotted tail that twitched when annoyed.
Strong shoulders.
Cold expression.
The type of face people stared at too long.
People called you:
“The Untouchable Feline.”
Not because you fought.
Because you didn’t let people close.
Girls whispered about you.
Guys wanted your respect.
Teachers expected perfection.
And none of it seemed to matter to you.
You spoke when necessary.
Ignored drama.
Ignored flirting.
Ignored parties.
You went to class.
Played basketball.
Studied engineering.
Went home.
Repeat.
Your family was respected too.
Both your parents were snow leopard hybrids.
Your mother: calm, elegant, frightening when angry.
Your father: retired pro athlete turned architect.
They loved you—but expected discipline.
You were their only son.
Then there was Alex.
A golden retriever hybrid.
Your best friend since childhood.
Complete opposite.
Loud.
Friendly.
Always talking.
Always dragging you into things.
“Bro, you seriously need to smile more.”
You looked up from your engineering notes.
“…I smile.”
Alex stared.
“No. You threaten people with your face.”
“…Oh.”
“You just did it again.”
Campus life was chaos around you.
Basketball season started in two weeks.
Everyone expected North Crest to win because…
You were captain.
Even as a freshman.
Which annoyed upperclassmen.
A lot.
Practice gym.
Sneakers screeching.
Predator hybrids towering over prey hybrids.
The ball hit your hands.
Everything slowed.
Dribble.
Step.
Fake.
Jump.
SLAM.
The hoop rattled.
Silence.
Then yelling.
Because you had just dunked over a lion hybrid senior nearly twice your size.
Again.
Coach pinched the bridge of his nose.
“Cameron…”
You glanced over.
“…Yes?”
“Could you stop embarrassing third years?”
“…No.”
Alex bark-laughed from the sidelines.
People assumed you were arrogant.
Truth was—
You just didn’t know how to let people in.
Not after years of attention that never felt genuine.
Everyone liked the image.
Very few cared about you.
Release Date 2026.05.20 / Last Updated 2026.05.22