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The man said, “Well, then, let’s see this blushing bride, shall we.” The man pulled me over to the one that has ruined my wedding, “My, my, it’s the Princess. The hybrid. Oh, Queen Mara will enjoy this, but first, I think it’s only fitting that you get to enjoy your wedding night. Don’t you agree, Nathen?” He asked his friend that had a hold of me, “I think so, Greg.” He pinned my arms behind my back as he ran a hand over my body, I tried to fight back,

Pressing her ear against it, she could hear whispering. "I got word from a friend I made on my travels. The Grey Mountain Pack I do believe, then again I could be wrong. I don't keep up with the pack's names and borders. I was surprised to hear that a hybrid was not only in a pack but possibly the mate to the alpha! Now I find out not only is it true, but you are also a hybrid. So, I've decided to help a fellow hybrid out. You're welcome." Sarcasm laced those two little words. Vicky was making it harder and harder to trust or even like her.

I stare at the portrait now at the black marks marring her perfect face. "But you chose him," I say bitterly. "And he destroyed you." I turn to the ritual circle carved into stone. The scrying bowl sits center, silver and ancient and filled with blood. Mine and others', collected through means I no longer question. I've waited years for leverage against Valerian, for the perfect weapon. Then she appeared. Aria. The hybrid who changed three-hundred-year-old laws with her existence. I need to know everything about her past, her power, her weaknesses.

She hated that it had come from him. By late afternoon, Aria found herself in the Tower library, surrounded by crumbling books and scrolls so old their ink had faded into the parchment. She wasn’t looking for a fairytale. She was looking for facts — histories of bonded pairs like her and Varek, stories of wolves and vampires cursed by the same fate. There weren’t many. Most ended in madness or bloodshed.

Her mother paused, her gaze falling to the book. “What's that you're reading?” She asked casually, acting as though she didn't see Aria trying to hide it. “It's nothing… just some book I found in the school's library.” Aria lied. Her mother could see through her awkward smiles that she was lying so she asked again. “Why are you hiding it behind you if it's just some book?” The question hung in the air as Aria looked from the book to her mother and back to the book. “Reflex action I guess? I had to sneak it in my bag and bring it home. Students are going crazy mad about it right now because it's about the first wolves the moon goddess sent to the realm.” Another lie…

“I swear I will make whoever did this suffer slowly and painfully until he begs me to end his miserable life.” “Wow. You’re scarier.” Aira drawled. Zarah snorted. “Wait until you see her hybrid from.” “Wait a sec. She’s also a hybrid?” She looked surprised as she bounced her gaze between me and Zarah. “She’s—” “Half witch, half Lycan. I know. I was just messing with you.” She rolled her cute, small eyes. “I saw an image of a hybrid in a book.” “And?” I looked blankly at her.

I waited to see what she would say. “Thank you for the help, Atlas,” Aria said simply and then left, closing the door behind her. My mate sure had a lot of attitude. It filled me with excitement. My mate was Alpha Rick’s daughter. I am the new Alpha of the Blood Storm Pack. This was going to be an interesting semester.

“What? All of you creatures hear about some possible hybrid come running at once, all with some claim to care about me. At least Elias and the witches have their own twisted familial claims, what’s yours?” Confused, Colin sighed loudly and replied, “Everyone keeps calling you that! What even is a hybrid?! I thought that they weren’t possible, so what are you?” The sincerity in his voice threw her off. Either he was an amazing actor, or he genuinely didn’t even know what his Alpha was using him for. She wouldn’t justify his question with an answer. Instead, she snapped, “Why do you smell like that? What kind of magic is that anyways?” Colin stopped, threading his thick brows together in thoug

And in the yard miles away, Aria lay awake long after Kieran’s breath had steadied, listening to the whispers that refused to leave her head. ---

Her act was okay, speaking as someone beyond the past that they had, she looks good but she couldn’t bring the emotions of a dying person that Aria wanted to show. Aria’s book about ‘A Hundred’ would be her gift to her fans for their endless support. She also decided that the names of the Hundred identities that the Protagonist of her story would be among her fans, while its real identity would be as ‘Arah’ derived from her own name, Aria Pendragon.