CURSE OF THE HYBRID ALPHA

I had a simple saying, "never react in blind panic when you're faced with a scary situation."Guess what though? Fate had a saying too. "Never make rules without consulting me first."After its saying is a maniacal cackle that I would normally have found comical, not so much today.Panic, of the hot, blind and wild variety, is swimming through me; running along my veins on torrents of fire.My eyes scour the entire congregation of smiling faces, coming to rest on the one person I don't want to see today or ever, sitting ramrod straight in the first pew.Our eyes lock on each other and a veil of anger covers me from the inside. Proud and stubborn, regally dressed and oozing selfish success is none other than my traitorous Alpha - because I refuse to call him my father - Dimitri Vocci.His golden gaze burns on mine, a silent dare for me to question his authority. His lips are pressed in a flat line, awaiting patiently the submission he knows would come next.I lower my eyes, dropping t

KIENAHold the fuck up! Did he just say MATE? As in bound by magic, flesh, blood and pack? Surely even my imagination cannot be that good.When last did I get my ears cleaned? Oh curse my deformative memory! Dear Whatever powers that be, I promise to be thirty percent more awesome than I've been in my 24 years of existence; just let me hear clearly what this handsome rock is saying."What did you say?" There's a visible vein throbbing at the center of Xhecon's forehead, the tick tock rasp of the beast within him."Kiena Vocci is my mate, and I have come to claim her. I see no reason why you should even expect an explanation when she owes you none, and me even less."That's what he said. That's exactly what he said. But wait! Hold on a second."You have no idea what it is that you're getting yourself into, son." Dad's voice is laced with unsurpressed venom."I believe you would do me the honour of enlightening me.""You've been Alpha for how long exactly? A week? Trust me, you do not w

ZEDANE The rain is cascading down the roof in strong pellets. A storm that marks the grief that has settled over the pack since the news a week ago.“Alpha,” Tunil, my second in command and best friend, calls my attention from the door.I turn to face him. “What do you want?”He eyes me up and down. “You might want to put that attitude aside for a while. Everyone is grieving and you don't get to be the one who takes his out on everyone else.”I would have his tongue out by now if he wasn't my best friend, and right.“What do you want?” This time my voice is darker and has dropped several degrees.“The funeral rites are about to start. We cannot keep waiting on the rain to let up, so we made a makeshift shelter to hold the fire.”I cock my head, looking at him but somehow unseeing. “We will wait.”“Alpha, we…”“I said we will wait!” I thunder.He squares his shoulders and shifts from pack subordinate to friend. “I already told you that we cannot keep waiting. It's been a whole week. An

KIENA I have no idea where it is that I'm going, just that I'm upset enough and I'm going there. Screw Zedane Rhage! Screw my impulsive decision to get mated to a man I don't know! Screw Dimitri Vocci for using me as a pawn in his game of politics! And Screw Xhecon Luther for not being a man worth tolerating! I stomp onward in angry strides. My feet are screaming for a reprieve but I can't stop. I can't bring myself to go back to the unfair reality of my cursed existence so I continue to march forward. Oh, that reminds me. Screw the moon goddess for making me latent! It's all her fault. Everyone I've ever come in contact with thinks of me as a worthless liability and all I can do is fight every second of every day to prove that I am not. Screw every single one of them! I hate them all! Especially Zedane douchebag Rhage. “Ouch!” My foot gets caught on something that's viny and I drop to the ground in a painful roll. Something warm trickles along the skin on my calf and I look d

KIENA I didn't think twice about what I was doing after I got the parchment delivered directly to me. I woke up to the knocks on my chamber's door and found that I'd gotten a delivery - much to my surprise. As soon as I opened the folded piece of cloth to see the familiar lines of writing that belongs to none other than Estina, I got into overdrive. There was no contemplating involved as I took a hurried bath and got into a car in the Alpha's garage or when I drove up to the huge gates and rolled the windows down to gain passage. They opened the gates for me with such swiftness and tons of head bows that for once I didn’t exactly hate the idea of being the Luna of Blackwater pack. But there seems to be an overabundance of second thoughts as I stand just a few steps away from the hidden gateway of Whitevalley pack that's only used in cases of serious emergency. I let out a heavy sigh and take a step forward, ready to step back into the territory of Alpha Dumitri Vocci, my former A