The Lycan King's Hybrid Mate
For years, the Lycans and werewolves have been locked in a bitter war, their hatred spanning generations.
Rosalee, born under tragic and cruel circumstances, was abandoned as a baby at a werewolf pack. Treated worse than the lowest omega, she endured years of neglect and scorn.
On her sixteenth birthday, everything changed. Her first shift revealed a truth that shattered her world, Rosalee was no ordinary werewolf. Cast out from the only home she had ever known, she was forced to fend for herself, alone and afraid.
Desperate for safety, Rosalee found refuge in a quiet human town, where she built a new life. Working at a small hotel, she finally felt a sense of belonging, even forming a close bond with Dameon, the son of the hotel’s head chef. But her secret loomed over her like a shadow, a constant reminder of what she could lose if the truth came to light.
Her fragile peace is shattered when the Lycan King, a powerful, enigmatic figure, arrives at the hotel one fateful night. His presence is a threat to the life she’s built, and his intentions are as clear as his connection to her past.
As tensions rise and old wounds resurface, Rosalee is thrust into a dangerous game of survival. To protect her secret and those she cares about, she must confront her identity and uncover the truth about her origins, before the war she escaped catches up with her once again.
In a world divided by blood and betrayal, Rosalee must decide where she truly belongs and whether she can forge a path of her own.
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Chapter: Epilogue 2Griffen's Point of View The forest is quiet, cloaked in shadows, the trees swaying gently in the breeze as I wait beneath their cover. The moonlight slices through the branches in thin beams, and I shift my weight from one foot to the other, every crackle of a twig beneath me echoing louder than I want it to. I know this place too well now, the path Aria always takes when she sneaks out. She thinks no one notices, but I do. I always do. Today was their eighteenth birthday celebration. The entire pack was buzzing about it all week, the biggest event Dark Moon has hosted since their shift celebration. Rosalee had even invited me, her voice soft and kind like it always is. Like I deserved her kindness. I told her I wasn’t feeling well. Another excuse. Another lie. She didn’t question it, she never does. Just gave me that small smile and said she’d save me a slice of cake. I almost feel bad. Almost. Because Rosalee is… good. Too good for someone like me. She’s been the closest thing
Last Updated: 2025-06-27
Chapter: Epilogue 1Rosalee's Point of ViewEleven years later.The morning sun filters in through the kitchen windows, casting golden streaks across the countertops as I move between them, hands full with trays of freshly baked pastries. The scent of cinnamon and sugar wraps around me like a warm hug, but I can’t stop the swell of disbelief in my chest.Sixteen.Aria and Leo are shifting for the first time tonight.I pause at the counter, a hand pressed lightly to my heart as I glance out the window. The backyard is a flurry of activity, banners being strung between trees, tables covered in white linens, fairy lights already wound around the wooden posts of the deck. Ronan and Josh are setting up the fire pit, and Natalie is laughing as she tries to keep the younger kids from running underfoot. Piper and Lillian are arranging flowers on the center tables while Jensen helps Marcel carry chairs from the storage shed.It’s beautiful, more than I imagined. But still, I can’t quite wrap my head around the fa
Last Updated: 2025-06-27
Chapter: Chapter 185Rosalee's Point of View One month later. The sun filters warmly through the trees, casting dappled golden light across the backyard. The summer air is soft and fragrant, and from my seat on the back porch, I can hear the soft hum of insects and the rustle of leaves in the breeze. But mostly, I hear the kids. Aria shrieks with laughter as Leo chases her around the tree with a stick he’s declared is now a “magic sword.” They tumble and giggle, their wild little world spinning with energy and joy. And just a few feet behind them, slower, quieter, Griffen. He doesn’t laugh the way they do. Not yet. He runs after them, a step or two behind, eyes watching every movement, trying to mimic it, trying to blend in. His shoulders stay tense, his hands often clench and unclench at his sides, like he's bracing for something. And when he smiles, it’s fleeting, uncertain… but it's there. I wrap my fingers around my cup of tea, warm against my palms, and watch as Aria suddenly doubles back, grabb
Last Updated: 2025-06-27
Chapter: Chapter 184Rosalee's Point of ViewThe twins are on the living room floor, a mess of blankets and wooden animal toys between them, their giggles echoing through the house. I sit on the couch, folding a tiny shirt fresh from the dryer, when my phone rings beside me.Jensen’s name lights up the screen.My heart skips a beat. I answer quickly, bringing the phone to my ear. “Hey, is everything okay?”His voice is quiet, tired. “It’s done, Rose. Thorne is dead.”I pause, taking in the weight of those words. “Are you alright?”“I don’t know,” he admits, his voice rough. “But… there’s something else. Thorne’s son, he’s just a boy. Eight. Selene got him out before the fight. He didn’t see any of it.”I press a hand to my chest, already feeling the ache settle in. “You’re bringing him here?”“Yeah. I didn’t want him to be alone. I’ll explain everything when I get there.”“Of course. I’ll get the spare room ready.”There’s a pause on his end, and I can hear the heaviness in his breathing. “Thanks, Rose.”
Last Updated: 2025-06-27
Chapter: Chapter 183Jensen's Point of View The engine hums beneath me, low and steady, as I grip the steering wheel tighter than necessary. The forest road ahead is dark, barely lit by the twin beams of the headlights cutting through the thick trees. I decided not to take the tunnel, it is too slow, too narrow, too much risk. If Thorne’s fleeing, he’ll surface at the cave, and I want to be there waiting for him when he does. In the rearview mirror, I catch glimpses of the vehicles behind mine. Marcel rides shotgun beside me, silent but alert, his hand resting on the hilt of his blade. Victor and Josh follow in the second SUV, while Nyx and Darrek take the third. Ronan is in the last one, Selene right beside him. I don’t know her well yet, but I trust Ronan, and I trust the fire I saw in her eyes when she told me about that tunnel. She wants Thorne stopped. Maybe more than any of us. I glance to the GPS briefly, less than a mile now. The cave isn’t much from the outside, just a rocky outcropping near t
Last Updated: 2025-06-27
Chapter: Chapter 182Ronan's Point of ViewThe clash of teeth and claws rings in my ears as I slam another of Thorne’s Lycans into the ground. His growl is cut short when my fist connects with his jaw, sending him sprawling into the dirt. I barely pause, there’s no time for hesitation. Another one charges at me, its eyes wild with rage and fear, and I ready myself for the blow.But then...I smell her.And the world stills around me.It hits me like lightning, soft jasmine and moonlit rain. That scent. My lycan stills, confused, alert. My breath hitches. That can’t be. Not here. Not now.I throw the Lycan off of me with a snarl and turn, my heart hammering in my chest. My senses lock onto her, every instinct screaming the undeniable truth at me. My mate is here.And then, there she is. Standing at the edge of the fight, her chest heaving, blood on her arms, but none of it hers. Her pale eyes meet mine, wide with disbelief and something that looks a lot like relief.We don’t move at first. The battlefield
Last Updated: 2025-06-27
Chapter: Chapter 31Griffen's Point of ViewThe sunlight is warm as we step out of the shop, groceries in hand, laughter still lingering between us from Aria’s last joke. My hand brushes against hers as we walk, the moment light and easy. And I feel truly happy for the first time in forever.But then I see him.Maddox.He is across the street, just exiting a hardware store, talking to someone I do not recognize. Instinctively, I stop mid step. My entire body stiffens, like a wire pulled too tight. The bags in my hands creak as I grip them harder.Aria bumps into me slightly, glancing up with a soft, curious smile. “Griffen?”I do not answer. I do not even look at her. My eyes are locked on Maddox, my heart thudding hard in my chest now, not from affection or joy, but adrenaline. His presence is like a toxin in the air. A threat.He has not seen us. Not yet.“Get in the truck,” I say, my voice low, and tense.She blinks up at me, confused. “What is going on?”“Aria, please... just get in.”She does not mo
Last Updated: 2025-08-08
Chapter: Chapter 30Griffen's Point of ViewThe soft morning light filters in through the curtains, painting golden lines across the room. I blink slowly as I wake up, the warmth beside me more comforting than any sunrise. Aria is still curled against my side, her arm draped lazily across my chest, her breathing deep and even.I lie there for a moment, completely still, soaking it all in.I could get used to this.The thought settles quietly in my chest, undeniable and certain. The calm. The closeness. Waking up next to her like this. There is something about it that just feels right.I shift just enough to press a soft. kiss to her forehead. She stirs slightly, her lips brushing against my shoulder before she opens her eyes, meeting mine with a sleepy smile.“Morning,” she whispers.“Morning,” I murmur back, and lean in to kiss her. It is lazy and unhurried, the kind of kiss you only share when there is no rush to be anywhere but here.Eventually, we pull away. “Food?” I ask.She nods her head, stretchi
Last Updated: 2025-08-07
Chapter: Chapter 29Leo's Point of ViewAs I step out of my Dad’s office, the door clicks shut behind me, and I am already reaching into my pocket. My fingers close around my phone and I pull it out in one swift motion. My chest feels heavy. The worry that has been building over the past three days is now fully settled in my bones and it feels cold and sharp.I swipe across the screen and open my contacts, searching for Alaric’s name. My thumb hovers over the screen for a few seconds before I hit call.The line rings once.And a second time.Then I hear his voice.“Hello, Leo? Is everything okay?”I shake my head before I even speak, even though he cannot see me. My voice is low and tight. “Hey. No... we still do not have any news on Aria’s whereabouts.”There is a short pause on the line, not long but enough to hear the tension pull tighter between us.“Would you mind meeting me at the Dark Moon pack house?” I ask. “I could use your help looking for her.”His response comes instantly, firm and clear.“I
Last Updated: 2025-08-06
Chapter: Chapter 28Rosalee's Point of ViewI sit stiffly in one of the high backed chairs across from Jensen’s desk, my hands clasped tightly in my lap. The air in the office feels heavier than usual, thick with worry and the unsaid things that have been building up between us for days now.“She has never been gone this long,” Jensen says, breaking the silence first. His voice is low, but not emotionless. There is a tightness in it, the same tightness I have been feeling in my chest since the morning we found out Aria had disappeared.I nod my head slowly, my throat tightening as guilt begins to creep in, uninvited but persistent. “I know,” I whisper, my voice barely audible. I glance towards the window, hoping, foolishly, that maybe I will see her walking back through the trees, angry but safe.Then I add, more quietly, “Do you think we were too hard on her?”Jensen leans back in his chair, his expression unreadable. That alone makes my heart beat faster. He has always been the one who held steady, eve
Last Updated: 2025-08-05
Chapter: Chapter 27Griffen's Point of View It is just past noon, and the cabin has fallen into that kind of peaceful silence only late morning can offer. The soft drone of the TV fills the space, some movie neither of us are fully watching plays on the TV. Aria is stretched out across the couch, her head resting comfortably in my lap, her legs are draped over the couch armrest like it is the most natural thing in the world. I absentmindedly twirl a strand of her hair around my fingers, letting its softness slide between them before curling it again. She has not said anything in a while, just the occasional soft hum or chuckle when something mildly amusing happens on screen. Her body is relaxed, her breathing slow. She looks perfectly at peace, and if I am honest, I do not want to move either. Then, suddenly, she shifts a little, turning her face up towards me. “I want something to eat,” she says, her voice soft and casual. “How about you?” I glance down at her and nod my head, my fingers still
Last Updated: 2025-08-04
Chapter: Chapter 26Aria's Point of View Griffen kisses me like the moment is bigger than both of us, slow at first, then deeper, more certain. His free hand settles at my waist, fingers pressing gently through the lace, and then, without effort, he lifts me. I gasp softly against his mouth, arms looping around his neck as he draws me in. My legs instinctively wrap around his waist, and we are still kissing, still tethered, like breaking contact would break whatever is forming between us. He moves his free hand briefly, blindly placing the spatula on the counter without looking, never once faltering. His other arm stays strong around me, holding me as if I weigh nothing, like I am something precious. My heart beats wildly, not out of nerves, but out of knowing. Griffen finally breaks the kiss, just enough to breathe, our foreheads resting together, the space between us charged and fragile. His voice is low, a rumble I feel more than hear. “Are you sure?” My eyes flutter open. He is so close I
Last Updated: 2025-08-02
Chapter: Chapter 57Aiden's Point of ViewI move fast down the hallway towards the stairs, I am barely aware of my feet as I descend the stairs and head straight for my office. My jaw is tight, my hands curled into fists, and my thoughts spin faster than I can catch them. I slam the door behind me and begin pacing the length of the room.Crimson eyes. Pitch black hair.Hazel’s words echo over and over in my mind.That woman she saw in the vision… she fits the exact description of the woman I met at the bar, the night everything fell apart. The night I rejected Hazel.I never told anyone about her. Not Nicole. Not Drake. Not even Hazel.Back then, I thought I had just had too much to drink. I thought I imagined the intensity in her eyes, the way her voice made my skin crawl. But now...Then there was the figure I saw at the stream. Just a flash. Black hair. Red eyes. Gone in the blink of an eye. I thought I was losing it. But what if I was not? What if it was her again?What if she has been watching us th
Last Updated: 2025-08-06
Chapter: Chapter 56Hazel's Point of ViewThe room grows quiet... too quiet.As everyone processes what Drake and I just told them, silence takes hold like a vise. Amelia clutches Griffin a little tighter. Richard does not even blink, his jaw locked. Even Aiden looks pale now, eyes distant, haunted, maybe.I shift uncomfortably in my seat, the weight of their fear pressing against my chest.Then, quietly, Nicole rises from her chair. She rests a hand on her rounded belly, her other bracing against the table. Her voice is soft but firm as she says. “It has been a long eventful drive. Let me show you to your room, Hazel.”Relief flutters in my chest like a bird. I nod my head, grateful for the out. “Thanks. I would apriciate that.” I need a moment. Just a few minutes away from all this, away from the weight of what I have just said and the way it has unsettled everyone.But before Nicole can take a step, Aiden speaks up. “I can show her.”The words fall hard in the space between us, like a stone dropped i
Last Updated: 2025-07-27
Chapter: Chapter 55Aiden's Point of ViewI pace the length of my office like a caged animal, the old wooden floor creaking beneath my boots with every turn. My eyes flick to the clock on the wall, it has been two and a half hours since Drake called. They should have been here by now.A tight knot forms in my gut, twisting with each passing minute. Something is wrong. I can feel it like a storm pressing against the edges of my skin. I told Drake this was a bad idea, dragging Hazel back into our world. And now they are late.I grab my phone and keys from the desk, heart thudding against my ribs. Enough waiting.As I storm out of the office and push through the front doors of the pack house, the harsh afternoon light stings my eyes. I’m halfway down the porch steps when I hear the low rumble of an engine approaching from the treeline.Drake’s truck, driving up towards the pack house.I stop dead in my tracks as the vehicle comes into view, dust trailing behind it. Relief crashes into me, hot and sharp, but
Last Updated: 2025-07-24
Chapter: Chapter 54Hazel's Point of ViewThe trees blur past the window as we follow the winding road back towards Blackwater. I rest my head against the glass, watching the world streak by in shades of green and gold, trying to settle the twisting in my stomach. There’s a quiet between Drake and me, not uncomfortable, just full. The kind of quiet that says we’re both bracing for what comes next.Then I see it.“Drake,” I say, sitting up straight, pointing ahead.A column of black smoke snakes into the sky from somewhere just beyond the trees. Thick. Ominous. My heart drops into my stomach even before the shrill, piercing tone of Drake’s phone slices through the air. He pulls it from his pocket, eyes narrowing as he reads the screen.“Another attack,” he mutters, voice low and tight.Before I can respond, movement catches my eye, shadows shifting fast through the trees on the side of the road.Wolves.At least five of them, sleek and fast, darting through the forest like they’re being hunted, or running
Last Updated: 2025-07-16
Chapter: Chapter 53Aiden's Point of ViewI jolt awake, breath catching in my throat like I’ve been running in my sleep. The room is dim, grey light filtering through the blinds. Another restless night.My thoughts are already spinning before my feet even hit the floor. According to Nicole, Drake should be returning to Blackwater today... with Hazel. And I still don’t know how the hell I’m supposed to feel about that.She had been clear when she left that night. She wanted nothing to do with us, no part in this world, no part in me. So why come back now?I drag a hand down my face and sigh, heavy and reluctant, before getting out of bed. My body moves automatically, too used to these early mornings soaked in tension and second guessing. I walk to the bathroom, twisting the shower knob, waiting as the pipes groan and then release a stream of water that slowly turns from icy to hot.I quickly strip the shorts I had slept in from my body.Steam curls against the mirror as I step under the water, but it does
Last Updated: 2025-07-15
Chapter: Chapter 52Hazel's Point of ViewI unlock the door to my apartment and step inside, the familiar scent of lavender and parchment greeting me like an old friend. The moment I close the door behind me, the weight of the day presses down a little harder, tomorrow I’m leaving. With Drake.My chest tightens at the thought, but I push it aside. I made the choice, and now I need to prepare.I drop my bag by the couch and head straight for the small shelf in the corner of the living room where I keep the books I can’t part with, the ones that matter. I pull down my laptop first, slipping it into its case and setting it in the suitcase that’s already open on the floor. Then I start choosing the grimoires carefully, fingers running over worn spines and bookmarked pages. A few of them are old, the leather soft with age and use. I hesitate with each one, weighing their importance. I grab the grimoire with the bloodline protection sigils, just in case, and a smaller one filled with locator and detection spel
Last Updated: 2025-07-14
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