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Lola asked. The employee did not even look at her, “That is classified information.” He pointed at the screen which showed a map, “So Lola. Your DNA had a unique resemblance to werewolf DNA. The DNA will give you the ability to transform into a werewolf. All we know about werewolves is that they used to live in packs and have a strict hierarchy inside these packs. Basically, Alpha and Luna are the highest, then beta and omega is the lowest. As far as we know they could transform whenever they want, and the status of the moon had no influence. They lived in rural areas far away from civilization, preferably forest areas. We suggest you start looking at the biggest forest right here; the Tonga

He gave just enough information to make sure I wasn't ignorant but not enough to say I was educated and well enlightened on the matter. "They have lightning speed and enormous strength. They're immortal. Nothing can kill them except a weird poison concocted from a plant that went extinct a long time ago. Records don't even tell the name of the plant or instructions on how to make the poison. I'd reckon they destroyed that and went to live in the shadows away from the wolves in honour of the peace treatry signed by both species two centuries ago. It's been so long that most people believe vampires to be nothing but mere myths now."

Thalia argued, her words carrying a touch of bitterness, her internal struggle etched on her face like an intricate tapestry. The inner wolf, however, delved deeper into the heart of the matter, challenging the very core of Thalia’s beliefs. “Is it power you seek or connection? The moon does not discriminate. It welcomes those who embrace its glow, regardless of pedigree.” Yet, Thalia, grounded in societal norms and traditions, couldn’t shake off the weight of the forbidden. “I have no idea what she is, but she is definitely not a werewolf, and it is forbidden for a prince to get married to a non-werewolf,” she declared, her tone carrying the weight of a rule she had long accepted.

It could be said that no one liked them, and for good reason. Generally speaking, hybrids were creatures born from inter-species unions—whether between werewolves and humans, werewolves and vampires, or werewolves and witches—which often resulted in them having unique traits from both parents. They could become rare beings whose strengths and weaknesses differed from those of ordinary werewolves.

All around, the generals tried to hold in their laughter; even Kaliyah had a wide smile on her face. “It… it wasn’t like that!” I retorted, but it did nothing to stop the generals and Kaliyah from snickering. “Alright, that’s enough.” My father raised his hand and the noise ceased. “He could be a hybrid—half-shaman, half-werewolf. That would explain his unnatural control over the rogues.” Murmurs of agreement rippled through the room, but it was clear that this revelation only complicated matters. Hybrids were rare and said to be extremely powerful beings capable of turning the tides of war.

Sardonyx’s body rapidly changed into a werewolf humanoid with pink and red fur sharp, vampire fangs, bat wings and a spell circle burning on her forehead and chest. “Not sure if I told you, kid.” Golith said. But I really, really hate vamp wolves. In this case Scott said. “I don’t blame you.”

We are almost to the waterfall when Raidon stops us. “What are we waiting for?” I asked. I can see four guys walking around the waterfall, looking at something. Tyler shifts his weight and must have nudged something with his foot because all four turn around and look at us. Those aren’t fucking vampires. They are a hybrid. They are a cross between a wolf and a vampire; only they are genetically made. Hunters have been capturing both of our species for the last few years and genetically mutating them together to produce the perfect weapon to fight both of our kinds.

I let it out slowly, precisely, as I remind him of how stupid what he’s saying, actually is. “No, my dear, I said you were a hybrid…. assuming your mother was a perfect half and half without knowing her history of course, but it was very clear from your turning what you are. You’re white… witches generally make black wolves, like a kind of racial thing, I guess. You know like humans, where Latino and white makes semi Latino, and then a white and white human makes white …. add in a splash of color, and their baby’s shades are wonderfully diverse. Vampires however… lack of sun and being the undead, fascinating in biology by the way, they make white. Interestingly though, in all hybrids where w

She rubbed her sore throat while taking deep breaths. "It still doesn't make things better, the band still isn't completely complete!" Lucifer said before looking at Alatar. "They need the blood of the hybrid for this and you being the only hybrid in this world, has made things harder for them," Aphrodite said taking another deep breath. "Let me remind you if you are forgetting...Draven is a hybrid too!" Lucifer gritted. "A witch-vampire hybrid is not considered as a true hybrid, My lord. They need the blood of a Vamwolf, a true hybrid of werewolf and vampire ancestors." Alatar explained as Lucifer looked unaffected.

Cassandra said to Claradious warmly while still stepping backwards away from him. "Yeah, I'm different from the rest of the werewolves, and the reason for that is because I'm also what you witches call “Bloodsucker,” I'm a Vampire and a Werewolf, making me a special breed called a “Hybrid," Claradious said to Cassandra warmly while starting at her totally amused by the way she was stepping backwards away from him. “Cassandra...............You do know that I'm not gonna eat you, right??” Claradious asked Cassandra warmly while looking at her inquisitively.