All Chapters of Mated to the Hybrid Alphas: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

My eyes widen as Orion and Cyrus come into the room. My head swings to Colt, “What did you do?” I snap. His eyes fill with pity, but I can see he doesn’t regret it.Cyrus has the healer pinned to the wall before my next breath, his hand wrapped around his neck as he fights to breathe.“Stop!” I shout, jumping off the bed and rushing over to them, but Orion’s arm wraps around my waist holding me back. “Let me go!” I shout. Feeling caged and helpless for the first time since I got here.The healers face turns red, oxygen nonexistent in his life. “What the fuck haven’t you told us?” Cyrus shouts, as the healer claws at Cyrus’s hands.“Please! Stop!” I beg them, but in all falls on deaf ears.I pull at Orion’s hand, but it doesn’t budge.So, I do something that I probably shouldn’t. “OW!” I shout, grabbing at my stomach. Orion’s arms immediately release me, and I fall to the ground. “Thea?” I hear Orion’s worry, but I ignore it, rushing in-between the healer and Cyrus.I place my hand on

All I remember is everything going black, then my eyes opening in this cave, my arms, my body, covered in blood. How would I have even managed to kill her? It makes no sense.I can’t focus enough to even look at the people surrounding me. I know it’s them… I know they’re all here, but I can’t look them in the eye, not after what I did.“Hey, hey, calm down. It’s going to be okay.” Orion’s soothing voice cracks through the rushing water sound plaguing my head.My head shakes, “I killed her. I killed her.” I rasp, strong arms wrap around me, but I have no idea whose. I’m lifted into the air, then darkness attacks my vision again.But it’s not the same. I’m still here... I’m still here…The bright lights surround me, kick starting my senses, and I push myself out of whoever’s holding onto me. I land on my feet and instantly start pacing. “I don’t want to be here.” I whisper, mostly to myself.“You have to be here. You’re bleeding.” Cyrus says, taking a step closer to me. His voice softer

I take a step back, my face scrunching, my head shaking. “You can’t possibly care about me that much. I’ve done nothing but make your life harder, argue with you at every turn, push you away. You just can’t.”“That’s not up to you, Sweetheart.” My head turns to Orion. “We can’t help that we feel that way. Even with you pushing us away at every turn. We still want you. I don’t think there’s much you can do that would change our minds on it.” “And no. That’s not a challenge.” Cyrus jokes, and I turn back to look at him.I can’t help but laugh.My head falls, shaking back and forth, “I don’t know how to do this.” I whisper. Cyrus reaches for my chin, lifting it so he can look into my eyes. “Luckily, we’re not too versed on it either. We’ll figure it out together.”I give him a curt nod, “Okay.”“Great. Glad you guys figured it out. Can we get to why I’m here now?” Colt deadpans from the side. Cyrus’s kind eyes turn to a glare as he turns to his friend. “Sorry, for inconveniencing you try

The shadows let us out in a spot I’ve never been. A garage?The cars line the walls, and I look at all of them. Some old, some new, but all beautiful and in perfect condition.I’ve never been a car fanatic, but I can appreciate the collection, and especially one this vast.“Wow.” I keep looking around. It’s like I see a new one every time I look. Cyrus smiles, “Yeah. We’ve collected a few over the years.”I scoff, “A few?” He smirks, then shrugs, reaching out to take my hand and pulling me forward. I look back up at him, “How old are you?” I ask realizing I don’t even know.Werewolves, while not immortal do die, eventually, but it’s centuries before it happens. Vampires on the other hand, are immortal, and usually only die when killed, but they’re both…“We’re sixty. Babies in the vampire community.”My mouth drops open. “Sixty!” I shout, looking around as my voice echoes through the garage. He laughs, but I quiet my voice. “So, you guys were adults when I was born.”His face scrunche

We spend the entire night there, all the way up til when they closed at midnight. And minus the few glances we got from the twin's height, and the looks girls gave from clear jealousy that these two gods were only giving me their attention, the night was so freeing.So, I count that as a win.I am angry with myself, for feeling bad that Colt didn’t get to enjoy any of the rides with us. He just stood next to every ride we rode, watching. He did have a few girls that came up to him, trying to hit on him.And my jealousy rang every time it happened, but he shot them down so quickly, I could barely let it resonate. By time the ride would come back around, the girls would be gone.We walk back out to the parking lot, “You want to ride again, or go back with Orion?” Cyrus asks me, and I look at Orion then the bike. “I think I’ll ride again.” I tell them, Cyrus nods, grabbing my helmet from the bike.Orion pulls me back into his side and kisses the top of my head, “See you soon, Sweetheart.