Semua Bab The Hybrid Daughter: Bab 41 - Bab 50

It has been well over a month since I awoke from my coma. I remember the day I first awoke after being in oblivion, and seeing my mother. Everything she told me was so shocking, and left my mind spinning. I spent time for a whole week sharing a chamber with my mates. We spent the whole time reconnecting, in every physical way and emotional way. After I was pronounced healthy, I called Hunter, he informed me that had arrived back from his month-long business trip to find me gone. he said that he felt the energy in the house was very dark and angry. He was greatly concerned, and was demanding to know where I was. I confessed everything that had happened. My stepfather was livid .He attempted to order me home, he lectured me about trusting Rydon and leaving with him from the beginning. I soothed his anger when I told him that I was with David's family. He offered to tear apart Alpha Bryson and my father's pack. I politely declined, I could not have that on my conscience. I know he is no

Callan pushes me face down into the mattress, as he hoists my bottom into the air. I feel him slide into me, he is so deep I feel full, I feel as if his hard shaft may go all the way to the deepest parts of me. Right when I feel like he could not make me feel so good, he starts to move.I grab a pillow from the head of the bed, it is covered in David’s scent. I snuggle into his scent and start to scream my lungs out as Callan continues to plunge into my already overly sensitive vagina. I writhe in pleasure; at the same time, it is like my body is trying to escape him. He places his hand on my back “don’t think you are going anywhere sweetheart, I am going to make cream and scream my name, again and again, I have waited to long for this.” Suddenly something I did not expect happened. I felt an energy in the room. I heard the sounds as if someone were whispering into my ear. My skin felt warm, I turned my head and found it glowing again. I started to freak out inwardly. ‘How could th

Time never stops, it continues to move. I marched into the packhouse and told David about my interaction with his uncle. I had never seen David so furious, several other people had to block him from tearing his uncle apart. David's father was deeply troubled by my words. He had a difficult time believing the news I was sharing. He could not deny the truth of my words, he just had a hard time accepting that his own brother was trying to usurp him. David had officially decided to keep me away from him. He moved us immediately to Cambridge University dorms. I was so excited to finally start my college life at Cambridge with my mate by my side. These last several months have been incredible. I have lived through more in my life and this past summer than any normal person has ever endured. I got to grow up with a fantastic stepfather, I got to graduated from secondary school. I got to finally meet my family. I got my dream of meeting my real father, I endured the pain and loss that was t

Suddenly, my head starts to hurt again like an explosion. For some reason, a name pops into my mind “Mildred” I do not know someone named Mildred yet, my mind is screaming at me to call her. I search through the house for anything with a name and number on it. I fell to the floor when I found it in my coat pocket. Do I know this person? I ring the phone number. “Hello?!” I shyly answer. “Hello, I am not sure who this is but, something told me to call you, my name is Molly Fawns?” “Oh, my heavens Molly! Okay, tell me what is wrong?” She asks me in a calm voice and loving voice that makes me listen. “I do not know, I woke up with my head feeling like it has been run over by a truck, and I keep having agonizing pains in my head, like.” She responds, “Like your mind is making you remember something, you don’t know what?” I gasp “yes, exactly!” I hear her lightly crying on the phone “memory wipe,” she says in a quiet voice. My hand covers my mouth! Mom would not do that. Would she?

I woke up the next day feeling a splitting pain again, feeling like I could not remember something important. I realized that I was in my bed, it was morning, and I was in my pajamas.‘What happened and when did I fall asleep?’ I thought to myself.I walked down the stairs; my mother and Hunter were in the kitchen.“Good morning sunshine,” my mother said to me.“Good morning, I think?’ Hunter turned towards me with a raised eyebrow. I told him in my thoughts. ‘For some reason, I feel like I am missing something, like my mind is trying to remember something that is missing?’ As I stared at him, his eyes widened, and stared at Lucinda.“What is the matter dear?” my mother asked me.“Nothing?” I told her. Hunter arose from the table “so, I was thinking today, we could do something fun?” he said with a smile. My mother and I both looked at him in question. After breakfast, he led us out of her house, and we entered his car. We drove for what seemed like hours until we pulled into a huge