All Chapters of HYBRID: Between Love and Power: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter 81 “What is it, Feria? Stay out of this!” Dale warned. Meanwhile, Feria began making her way over to where Dale stood. All eyes were on her. Lucky was she not to tremble or trip from all the pressure. There was a reason she had decided to remain on the sidelines. She had to endure watching Grim being painted as the bad guy. But if there was anyone who ought to be asked how Lord Grim truly was, it was her. After all, she was the one who had lived in the same bed as him. He didn’t love her that much, but she knew everything about him—from his actions, the way he handled matters, and his thought processes. “Don’t tell me you’re fixing to defend this murderer and womanizer,” Dale blurted out as soon as he caught her staring in Grim’s direction. “I’m not here to defend. I’m here to tell the truth.” For the first time, she was prepared to say things as they were. It didn’t matter if the truth was going to put her under criticism or not. “Grim was a monster. He used

Chapter 83 Rose's mind ran wild with memories of Joe. Feria had been a thorn in her flesh—spying on errands, mocking her, and finally, trying to take her life. She had a big heart and was ready to forgive, but she would never forget. She couldn't. Whenever she thought about the past, the scars she had suffered at Feria's mercy would always be etched into the sands of time. She touched Feria's arm. “Get up, Feria. There is no punishment for you.” Feria looked up slowly. “Are you sure? You don’t want me to be your slave for the rest of the time you’re going to be here?” “No.” “I can do all the dishes, sweep, do all the chores. You can ask me to do anything, and I’ll do it just to pay for what I did!” Judy smacked her lips. “Say yes, Rose. I’m sure there are a lot of clothes I would like to be washed again and ironed to sharpness!” Rose shot her a gaze, and she looked away. “No, Feria. I don’t have any punishment for you. You can leave as free as you came here. Get up.”

Chapter 85 Rose held Grim as close as she could. Now that she had him, she would fight to make sure she didn't have to let him go. She didn't care that she had to be Queen or the duties that came with being the Queen. All that mattered to her was that she had the chance to spend the rest of her life with him. As soon as she felt his body move, she remained still. His eyes swarmed around her face as if in inspection. When those eyelids didn’t twitch, he pecked her on the lips. “Good morning,” he whispered. Rose smiled. This is how she wanted to wake up every morning—tired from the night's explosion of lovemaking and then the love of her life beside her to bring her comfort. It was the best feeling. “Morning, Lord Grim.” He sighed. “I have told you a billion times. I don't like that name. You're going to have to come up with something more…” Grim trailed off, trying to come up with a word that could replace "sweet." He wasn't supposed to be this soft. Rose was responsib

Chapter 87 “It’s okay. None of this is your fault. The man is just ambitious, too ambitious for my liking. How dare he think he can walk into my coven and announce he is going to wage war against me just because I refused to deal with him?” Grim said in a breath. He was trying to calm her down but had failed woefully. He had barely regained calm after Ressa’s visit. “It’s my fault, Grim. You already have so much to deal with, and now I ended up burdening you with my past. I am being an inconvenience.” You couldn't blame her. For some people, whatever they touched turned to gold. For her, whatever she touched, she managed to bring chaos with her. “Maybe it’s better if I leave. Who knows? I might be the reason all these crazy things are happening to you. If I leave, I’m sure they will come along with me.” Grim refused to listen to her offer. If there was one good thing that kept him hopeful through everything that was going on, it was the woman in front of him who was beginn

Chapter 89 Reed walked out of the room, wiping his hands with a scarf. It was a hard task getting the blood off his hands, but he still managed to pass the task. He tossed the scarf into a bin and walked into the living room with spread hands. Kael, who was seated on one of the couches, stood up as he approached. “Welcome, sir. I could have easily handled that. You shouldn't have to fight through the stress of strangling out information from the captive.” He had heard the screams and begged for mercy. That was a cry for help from a man who was slowly being pushed to the edge, where he was about to be pushed off. “I needed to do this alone.” He plopped down on a cushion. “Why is it you came here?” “Sir, how do you plan to go about this?” Kael asked. Reed relaxed into his chair, sipping on a glass of root beer to calm his nerves. He would have been pacing about as usual if he didn’t have everything figured out. “Oh, relax, Kael. We are victors already. Get the maid to br