Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Ruthless Alpha’s Hybrid Mate: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Alpha Collins’ gaze and aura got darker with every second that passed, and Julian remained silent. “Dad,” On the ground was Gemma, coughing and trying to get back on her feet but staggered and fell again. This was the third time tonight her throat had been clamped, and it got worse every time. But this one hurt more than Alpha Dante’s grip on her neck. Not because Julian had greater strength, but because he was her brother. Someone she had never expected would treat her that way. “Julian…he strangled me,” she said, running to her father the moment she was up on her feet. “He wanted to kill me, Dad.” Alpha Collins pulled her close, his hand subconsciously stroking her back in a soothing motion. “Why did you do that to your sister, Julian?” Julian ran his fingers through his hair, and a long sigh escaped him. “Teaching her a lesson since she will never learn with just words,” Julian said and walked away, hands balled into tight fists. “Stop right there, Julian,” Alpha Collin

Rhea followed Dante to the cars parked outside, her eyes blinking at the sight of the expensive cars. She looked at him, her eyes silent asking if she was allowed inside something like that.Reid and Kael stood beside the car, and Kael held the door open.“Get inside,” Dante said. His hand was placed on her lower back, lightly pushing her forwards towards it but not enough to make her move against her will. “If you don't want them accompanying us, we can send them away, and I will drive.”“No… that wouldn't be right,” Rhea quickly shook her head, eyes widening. How could she make an Alpha drive himself or in this case…drive her? “Let them drive.” She added. “Mhm,” He hummed. He looked at his beta and gamma and gave them a nod. “Rhea.”Rhea paused at the sudden mindlink. She looked around and found the source at a little distance, standing under a tree.She stared at Julian in shock.Why was Julian sending her a mindlink when he had never done that before? The feeling of a mindlink

The ride back to the Crimson Claw Pack was long and filled with a heavy silence. The incident from earlier still fresh on the minds of everyone. Even Rhea had her mind occupied with the happening, but sometimes, a different thought slipped in.Her eyes would occasionally drift to Dante’s face, and she would find him with a frown. The longer the frown persisted, the more uncomfortable and guilty she felt, thinking she had done something wrong that angered him.“...Alpha,” she called, her voice low, barely above a whisper.Dante looked at her briefly, his dark eyes meeting hers, and she shifted where she sat. Her hands clutched the hem of her skirt.“I…I didn't mean to offend you,” she said, “I just…” Rhea was beginning to stammer under his gaze.Meanwhile, Dante’s eyes remained on her for a few seconds longer, and then he sighed inwardly, his thumb went up his face and rubbed the space between his brows. “Do you know what you did wrong?” He asked, his voice still clipped despite tryin

Back inside the packhouse, Rhea moved around the room, still mesmerized by everything. She came to stand in front of the full-length mirror. She looked at her clothes, they didn't match the luxury of the room. Then there was her washed off scarf still tied around her head. Her hand reached for it, and she loosened it. Long, dark hair with fiery red tips fell down her back and shoulders framing her face. On her head were a pair of white wolf ears. Rhea took a moment to look at her own reflection. Her eyes that were a dark red shade were now dual color of red and blue. The colors receded whenever she wanted to keep her features hidden as if responding to her silent wish. And whenever she lets out her ears and tail like this, they will take back their original colors. She moved sideways so she could see her own back, and her eyes trailed down to her butt where an oversized baggy pants had been worn and a long, oversized sweater was worn over it. Underneath it was her tail. Rhea g

At the eastern borders of the Crimson Claw Pack, two cloaked figures stood behind a hoard of monsters. Their cloaks sweep the dead leaves under their feet. Two pairs of bright ember eyes watched the creatures with calculative gazes. “Do you think this would be enough?” One of them asked, his tone thoughtful. “This is the Crimson Claw Pack we are dealing with here.” "After the battle last night, this will do just fine,” the other cloaked figures replied. “They can't have recovered from it already.” “I suppose you are right,” the first cloaked figure agreed. “But we should still keep our guard up. You never know what could happen.” Meanwhile, Dante and his Pack were fast approaching the destination. His gaze was set ahead, not even blinking as if doing that would cost him something. His fists were tightly clenched as his mind drifted back to his conversation with Stella last night. “There's a possibility that she'll have more than one mate. You just happened to find her first