Lahat ng Kabanata ng Hybrid: Claimed by the Alphas: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

(Lyra's POV) I've always felt like a stranger in my own skin. Like I'm living a life that's not mine. The full moon hangs low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over everything. I try to shakes off the restless energy coursing through my veins, but it's no use. I feel it every month, like a ticking time bomb waiting to go off. How could I have pure silver hair when my parents and brother has black? it has always been a mystery to me, everywhere I go people always look at me and wonder. "Lyra!"My mom's voice jolt me awake from my deep thoughts "Lyra come out and help me in the kitchen, you've been in your room ever since you came back from school, everything okay?"I heard my mom's worried voice from my room "I'm okay Mom, I just wanted to rest a little bit" "You sure?"My Mom asked "Yes Mom, you don't have to worry,I'm fine" "Ok dear" I went out of my room few minutes to meet my mom In the kitchen,I can't wait to see what we'll have for lunch, I'm so hung

(Lyra’s POV)The moment I step into the classroom, I feel it again—that strange, unexplainable pull. My eyes land on two boys sitting near the back. One has messy black hair and sharp, intense eyes, while the other has a softer, playful expression with brown hair. They're both striking in their own way, but it's the black-haired one who makes my stomach twist in a way I don’t understand.The second our gazes lock, something shifts inside me. My heart pounds. My breath catches. It’s like a wave of energy slams into me, and for a split second, I swear I see a flicker of surprise in his eyes too. But then, just as quickly, his expression hardens, and he looks away.What... was that?I shake my head, trying to brush it off. It was probably nothing. Maybe I imagined it. I take my seat, forcing myself to focus on class, but I can’t help glancing toward him now and then.Later, during lunch, I’m caught off guard when the brown-haired boy slides into the seat beside me.“Hey there,” he greets

(Lyra’s POV)The morning felt... different.I groggily sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes, but the moment I did, a wave of sound crashed over me. The birds outside weren’t just chirping—they were deafening. The hum of the fridge downstairs vibrated in my ears, and I could hear Noah’s steady breathing from his room. Every single noise, no matter how small, was sharp, clear, and loud.“What the hell?” I whispered, but even my own voice seemed amplified.Shaking off the weirdness, I got ready for school, telling myself I was just overtired. Maybe I needed to lay off the late-night thinking about them—Ash and Aiden. They had taken up too much space in my mind lately, and I couldn’t explain why.By the time I arrived at school, my senses still felt heightened, but I forced myself to ignore it. That was until I sat in class.The teacher was droning on, but I could still hear the whispers—clear as day—from across the room. Tiffany and her group of mean girls were gossiping, their voices slicing

(Lyra's POV) The morning air was crisp, the sun casting a golden glow over the school as students bustled through the hallways. But none of that mattered to me right now. My eyes were locked on Aiden. He was acting… different. Normally, Aiden would greet me with a smirk or some teasing remark, but today, he barely even looked at me. He walked past me without a word, his jaw clenched, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. I frowned. Was he mad at me? Pushing my confusion aside, I quickened my pace to catch up with him. “Hey, Aiden—” Before I could finish, he turned the corner, disappearing into the crowd. My heart sank a little. That was definitely on purpose. Frustrated, I turned to the next best person for answers—Ash. I spotted him leaning casually against his locker, looking as unreadable as ever. “Ash,” I called, stepping in front of him. He raised a brow. “Morning, princess.” I ignored the nickname. “What’s wrong with Aiden? He’s been avoiding me all morni

(Lyra's Pov) I sat in class, I tried to focus on the teacher’s words, staring blankly at my notebook, my pencil resting idly between my fingers. No matter how much I tried to focus, my mind refused to cooperate. Instead, it kept circling back to two people. Ash and Aiden. No matter how much I tried to push them from my thoughts, they remained. Aiden with his teasing smirks and cute playful nature, Ash with his brooding silence and unreadable gaze. I felt drawn to them both, as if an invisible thread connected us. Ash made my heart race every time our eyes met, his presence felt like safety itself. And Aiden, who had pushed me away, hurt me, yet still lingered in my thoughts like a shadow I couldn’t escape. It was frustrating. I should be mad—especially at Aiden. I was mad. But deep down, something inside me refused to let go.Even now, I couldn’t forget the way his eyes softened that day—just for a second—before he ran. Why did he affect me so much? I sighed, tapping my pencil