The Lycan King's Little Hybrid

Three days ago, we had finally found my father's former Beta and executed him and his mate for their crimes. We were unaware of their daughter. My father was in a rage because she managed not only to kill two of our pack but also escaped from us, and evaded us since. My father called the witch he had hired and asked her to do a tracking spell on the hybrid like he had to find his former beta. He had been upset about the death of his friend, but followed what was expected of him and executed him. “The witch finally got a lock on the hybrid. She’s finally stopped moving. We are about an hour away.” My father stated as he hung up his phone and turned his truck around, heading in the other direction. “Why are we hunting her down, exactly?” Thane asked, confused. “She’s a hybrid and they can’t be allowed to exist. You know this, Thane.” My father scolded my younger brother. “She also killed two of our pack. We can’t let that go unpunished.” “She was protecting her territory, and we h

“You need to get of here!” he yelled at me. His Blue-grey eyes set on our attackers. “They’ll kill you. Find Una and Murdina and Run." I was staring at him, disbelieving. Who am I supposed to find? “I’m not leaving you, I’ll fight beside you.” I declared as I grabbed my sword, arguing with him. I looked around, not recognizing the area. We were standing in the middle of a village. The clothing was old, not of the time I was currently in. Saddled horses lined the streets and men in armor rode them. “They’ve found you. You need to go. I promise I’ll find you.” He pleaded, wanting me to run while blocking a blow from one of the knights with his sword. “GO!” he bit out. Nodding and fighting my instinct to stay, I ran straight into the forest, looking for somewhere I could hide and wait for him. “Coward.” I hissed at myself; how dare you leave him to fight alone? Changing my mind and deciding I was going to help him, I turned around to head back to him when a man appeared out of the bu

In my dream, I was running as fast as my feet could carry me. Two others were with me as a group of hunters got continually closer. “Run…. We are almost there!” I yelled through the mind link while I jumped over a fallen tree. The woman and the wolf with me did the same. The woman was tall, slim, and curvy, with long blonde hair and amber eyes. She turned and threw magic back at our pursuers, hoping to slow them down as my sister and I ran in our wolf forms. Alpha Darian (My sexy mate, how I loved my complicated man) wouldn’t be too far away. We just had to reach him. We had been running for what felt like hours to reach our pack's land and had gone out hunting but had gone too far, thinking that we were in neutral territory. We thought it’d be ok, but it turned out that another pack had claimed it as their own. “Darian is going to be so mad at me.” He grew angry anytime I had put myself in danger and scolded me in the most inventive ways. Eventually, we ran to a cliff and wer

“Where are they” I yelled at the wolves in the room. I had tasked them with finding my father and brothers. I was furious that they had left me behind in the first place. They left me in charge because I was the youngest and they knew I had no intention of leading, and it infuriated me that they left me in charge, anyway. Leaving me behind like some weak pup. My father and brothers hadn’t checked in with me in a few days, which was unlike them, seeing as they liked to keep tabs on me. Like I didn't know their spy was checking in, making sure I was doing my job and not womanizing. They didn't trust me, but this was just too far. I'm not just a womanizer. I have my uses and I'm smart with battle strategies and reconnaissance missions, but do they see that? No. The fact they hadn't called raised alarm bells. I knew the Shadow Moon Pack had showed up in North America and had crossed paths with them. My father was convinced that they were trying to find the keys that the prophecy had men

I awoke noticing someone had bandaged my back with whatever cloth they could find, mostly pieces of my shirt. I looked at Anders and Thane, who were now both awake. Confused. I uttered, “Why?” “I told you, your wounds needed tending.” Anders stated simply. “And I told you, let the pieces fall where they may.” I retorted grumpily, sick of the weird dreams and nightmares of my parents. Now, to top it off, I had a bipolar cellmate. Shall I kill the lass or help her? I’ll help her and kill her later. Again, mimicking his voice in my head. “You should’ve left it, but thank you.” I grumbled at barely a whisper, surprised I hadn’t woken up when he had bandaged it. Thane looked at me, puzzled. “What are you thanking us for?" he paused and continued, "Why are you here, lass?" I shrugged. “For bandaging my back. They think I know something I don’t, or I don’t know maybe the same reason you guys hunted me.?” I accused, causing him to flinch. "I am sorry about that," he looked at Anders. "I d