Lahat ng Kabanata ng Second Chance with the Hybrid Alpha: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Ryker. As soon as I stepped into the pack grounds that night I instantly knew something was wrong.   Usually, I kept the patrol of the pack grounds to my enforcers but today was their day off they deserved it; this week had been long and grueling. Fending off vampires from the border wasn’t exactly a pastime of mine but it still had to be done.   I opted to do it alone but Tao, the head enforcer of my pack; ever the work alcoholic accompanied me.   I don't exactly know why I wanted to take on the patrol work today, maybe it was because I missed the feeling of the chilly night breeze caressing my skin and ruffling my hair or it was because I missed my nightly runs. Either way I just wanted to get out of the confines of the house this night.   A few minutes after I started the familiar patrol formation I caught a strong metallic scent in the air and I very well knew what t

Ava.I jerked awake; my eyes hurting as I clutched my throat gasping for air, choking, as I tried to draw air into my lungs.I beat around me, my hands trashing the air as I fought something unseen before returning my hands back to my throat, the unseen grip that was wrapped around it still choking me.It took me a few seconds to realize I wasn't in a dream any more but in a room. I calmed down after knowing this.The suffocating feeling I had experienced earlier was gone and I drew lungfuls of air into my body.As I sat on the bed breathing in and out I couldn't remember what the dream had been. Only one memory stood out to me and that was a blade running across my neck.I moved my hands to my neck and touched it, there was a faint scar running from one end of my neck to the other end. I didn't know if I could link the scar with the dream I just had; problem was I couldn't remember how this scar got to my neck.What had happened to me?Why couldn't I remember who I was, what my past l

Ava. The fact that I couldn’t remember much of who I was starting to freak me out. Occasionally I would have flashes of names, scenes, places I couldn’t even remember and feelings I was certain I had experienced at some part of my life which I had no memory of. The creepiest part of everything was the dreams. The dreams woke me up with a suffocating feeling. Breathing after I had one of them always proved to be a monumental task. I didn’t know what was happening or what must have caused the memory loss but I was really eager to get my memories back. Someway, anyway. That’s why I had woken up today and decided to ask for help. If there was something I could do to try and get my memories back, even a sliver of my past then I had to do it. The three names I had just called out to Ryker were the ones prominent in my head, they clouded my thoughts like a plague and each time I tried to recollect who those names belonged to or what

Ryker.I sat in my chair watching the meeting proceedings as it took place i could barely focus on anything that was being said. Occasionally some words filtered into my ear but asides that nothing else  I was completely focused on something else my memory locked unto the kiss from last night. Goddess, this woman, Ava, was doing to him things he thought he grown past; slowly she was starting to get under his skin, plaguing his thoughts like an epidemic of some sort. Yesterday had been one of those days; days when he had been caught in the crossfire between his werewolf and vampire side. He had spent half an hour battling them both as they fought inside him like vicious animals. The fits came and went occasionally but none of them had been as violent as the one of yesterday had been. It angered me to know that even after so many years I hadn't fully gotten a grip on the va

Ava Fuck. I dabbed at the blood that was seeping from my neck in slow and steady trickles wondering my Hy my healing powers hadn't kicked in yet. Surprisingly I didn't even know where the cut had come from. One minute ineqs fine and the next minute when I touched my neck I could feel a warm sensations fille my hands after I had taken it away from my neck. The most peculiar part about the whole thing was that it wasn't healing. Our kind had no problem with healing, so I couldn't understand why mine wasn't taking effect. I took another cotton wool in my failed attempt to control the flow of blood and dabbed at my neck. Releasing another frustrated sigh I tossed the blooded wool into the trash and folded my arms in my laps. The dreams hadn't come today and even thought I knew I should he happy they hadn't plagued me today I was still suspicious. I was a strong believer of the saying the calm before a storm do I was still wary why the dream hadn't come. The names were still in my he