Lahat ng Kabanata ng Hybrid: Claimed by the Alphas: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

{Roxy’s POV} The sun had already dipped beneath the horizon, casting a deep amber hue across the sky. I sat in front of the mirror in my room, brushing out my thick hair, but my eyes weren’t focused. They stared right through the reflection. All I could think about was the training field… and her. That girl. She didn’t even look like a wolf. So soft. So human. So… pathetic. And yet, somehow, Aiden looked at her like she hung the stars. I felt my chest tighten as the memory replayed in my mind. Me, walking toward Aiden with a flirty smile, touching his shoulder like I used to. Reminding him of what we once had. I thought he’d be tempted. “Roxy, stop this. I already have a mate.” The way he said it. So cold. So final. Then came her voice. Not even her lips moved, but her command slammed into me like a sledgehammer. “Do not touch my mate. Do not come near them again.” My wolf whimpered. She dropped in submission so fast, I didn’t even have time to blink. And I—Roxy, the hottest

(Lyra’s POV)The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and pine as I sat alone near the training grounds. Everyone else had gone off to grab water or rest, but I needed silence. My chest had been tight all day, like something was trying to claw its way to the surface—something buried deep inside.I closed my eyes and breathed slowly, trying to calm the strange unease curling in my stomach.The breeze brushed past me gentlyAnd then memories came like wave.FLASHBACKI was four again.The world around me was dark, lit only by a flickering lantern hanging in the corner of a small wooden cabin.The air was warm, the fire crackling softly, but there was no comfort in it. I stood behind a cracked door, peeking out into the main room. I saw them—my real parents.A woman. Copper hair. Blue eyes. My mother. My real mother.My mother was beautiful. Her copper hair fell like a waterfall down her back, glowing under the lantern’s light. Her pale blue eyes matched mine. She looked so scared...

(Lyra’s POV) The sun was low on the horizon, casting golden streaks across the sky as I walked through the training field, letting the wind brush against my skin. It was a rare moment of peace after everything—training, fighting, remembering pieces of a past I barely understood. Ash and Aiden had gone to meet with the Beta and check on something urgent. They’d been gone for a while now, but I wasn’t worried. I could feel them through the bond. Calm. Focused. My fingers traced the edge of a dagger on my belt. Ever since the incident at the border, I kept weapons on me. Not that I needed them much—my demon side had only gotten stronger, and Liora had been unusually alert lately, like she was expecting something. “Something’s wrong.” Her worried voice echoed in my mind, low and tense. I froze. “What is it?” I whispered, scanning the area. The forest behind the training ground seemed still—but the air had shifted. Heavier. Thicker. Suddenly, shadows darted from the trees. Five f

{Lyra’s POV}I was dragged through the forest like a ragdoll, branches snapping against my skin, dirt filling my mouth as I struggled to stay conscious. My limbs were heavy, my strength waning with every step they forced. Then, I was tossed—like garbage—into a hidden underground room, the air so thick with the scent of old blood and despair that it clung to my throat like poison.Chains clanked, cold metal biting into my wrists. Not just any chains. These were enchanted—designed to weaken, to suppress. I could feel the magic draining me, sucking every spark of resistance from my body until I could barely lift my head."You’ll die tonight," Roxy sneered, crouching beside me with a twisted smile. “And when you’re gone, Aiden will be mine. I’ll erase you from their memories. No one will even remember your name.”She spat the last words like venom, then stood and stormed off. The door slammed, plunging me into thick, suffocating darkness.I curled into myself, every breath a struggle. Tea

{Aiden’s POV} Ash and I tore through the last of the cursed dirt like beasts starved for blood. The earth groaned beneath our touch, the spell beginning to weaken under our fury. I could feel her—Lyra. The bond may have been strangled, but her essence clung to this place like a final breath trapped in stone. And it was that breath that was about to bring hell down on them. Ash let out a growl beside me, and then—crack. The ground split with a dry, ancient sound, revealing an entrance carved into the soil and stone, cloaked in dark magic. A wave of cold slammed into us, heavy with enchantments that tasted like rot and betrayal. “Found you,” I hissed, baring my teeth. We didn’t wait. We leapt in. The underground corridor was narrow, damp, pulsing with foul energy. Runes lined the stone walls, glowing a sickly green. Witch symbols. Protection spells. Traps. Ash didn’t care. He tore right through them, and I followed. Every step we took shattered another enchantment. They thought