Hyde From Wednesday Novels & Stories

Friday afternoon is one of normal kids’ favorite day. Because it is the start of the short vacation for weekends, which means there will be no class. They can watch their favorite shows in TV late at night and they don’t need to rush making their assignments. However, there are three young werewolves who aren’t excited for it. They are Chandler, Brett and Adam, who were the Alpha heirs of the Packs. “I hate Friday afternoon,” young Brett commented with a yawn. The three of them were walking together after the afternoon class ended.

Alex replied, smiling at her. *** "Why?" She asked, more like demanded. He smiled at her again. "Not funny" She said, a little pissed at him. "Anna, it's just a movie" Alex explained, not understanding why she would get so upset. He felt someone looking at her. He scanned the room and their eyes met. Damian Grey. Alex had heard so much about him. The only existing hybrid. Or so he thought. "Hey, you stopped walking" Anna called to his attention. "I'm sorry" Alexander apologized as he kept staring at him.

I said turning to face him “unless you’re not the hybrid that you claim to be” “Well, consider yourself lucky; you wore the white dress every girl opts for, and you’re going to be mated like any wolf would” he whispered leaning toward my ear “and only then will I show you the hybrid that I claim to be”

"My lord! We may have found her." I released Drevak, letting him collapse to the floor, coughing violently. My gaze snapped to the demon who had spoken. “Speak.” “One of our spies in the human realm reported a girl with silver hair,” the demon said quickly. “She matches the description perfectly. And she’s been seen with two young werewolves.” My smirk returned. So… she was finally within reach. The hybrid was within my grasp. My long lost niece. I turned back to the mirror, dragging my claws against its surface.

I look up, wondering what she’s talking about since I don’t smell anything and that’s when I realize that the only person from our packs in this dining hall is me. “The entire Beta floor stinks of that smell,” another woman says, looking at me and curling her lip as if I stink. A third Beta turns and looks at me, lifting her nose in the air. “Is that a hybrid? What the fuck kind of freaks are they harboring here in Safe Haven?” “Yeah, I thought cross-breeding was illegal. What’s the matter, hybrid, your mommy couldn’t get a wolf to fuck her so she went to someone who would?” another taunts.

Bronwen Wednesday morning has dawned snowy and freezing. Alec raps on the door with his open palm, banging on it like he's the police! “Bronwen Elizabeth James. Open this damn door, right fucking now!” He demands in a deep, annoyed voice. “Alec Kinkaid James. You sound like a damn lunatic!” I shout, pulling open the door. “It is five-thirty in the morning! What the hell is wrong with you?”

Damn wolf! “Mindy, what was this plan?” I ask her, and she whimpers and gulps. She opens her mouth when the door crashes against the wall in the hallway. I jump up and run towards the front door to see the warriors trying to restrain an angry Hyde. “ENOUGH! Hyde, calm yourself!” I say as I move forward. I give the warriors a look and they back off. I stand in front of him and I see his beautiful brown eyes are swimming with unshed tears.

PRISCA Time seemed to taunt me as it passed painfully slowly, the fading sunlight casting eerie shadows across the room. The hours slipped by too fast, yet felt like eternity, each moment bringing me closer to the inevitable horror awaiting me tonight. Zion, the Demon Lord, had made it clear—he was going to take me, forcefully, and I had no way to stop him. Whatever drug was coursing through my veins kept me weak, helpless, and I had no idea how long it would last. Zion had left earlier, saying he'd be back before sunset for some twisted ceremony.

“I will not be a pawn in your ridiculous games of use and discard.” His blood roared in his ears, his wolf clawing at him, demanding he put her in her place. His hands curled into fists at his sides, but Matilda wasn’t finished. But she wasn’t done. She stepped closer, challenging him, daring him to lose his composure. “Poor, weak Liam,” she drawled. “Brought to his knees by a mere Hybrid.” She let out a derisive laugh, shaking her head in mock pity. “She broke you when she left? Made you whimper after her like a dog in heat?”

I asked her. “There is a karaoke bar in town, figured we could go for a drink now that the target has been captured.” "You should’ve run it by me first, our mission may be completed but we can’t have you drawing attention to us, especially with so many humans around." “But we blend in. Not all of us have unearthly gold eyes.” I glared at her, “And what if you get drunk and show your wings or ears, we could cause a lot of trouble.” Hetha looked the most human out of all of our squad, with her curly red hair and freckles, her ears were easy to hide, and the hourglass frame and green eyes could be traits of any mortal around.