Mated To The Hybrid Prince Novels & Stories

Now a were-vamp hybrid was the fastest species known to anyone, only if the world did not have the Lycan-Vamp species. "Shift back !” the angry royal commanded as he caged the frantically wriggling wolf under him. "No !” she screamed back through the mindlink before she choked a sob after shifting back when the Prince used the last resort to use his Alpha status to make his Beta submit. Bunching his crisp white shirt in her hands, the Beta hybrid hauled her head up to look into her mate's eyes with her own watery, red ones which were flaming in anger now.

"Let go of me this instant!" "I, Raphael Grace, The Hybrid King, accept you, Cinzia Aetos, as the mate sent by the goddess Selene. I promise to do as I desire with you. I swear on the river Styx and by my father, Zeus, the god of the sky!" The heavens thundered, and I saw a lightning flash in his eyes briefly before he pushed me away from him. What had just happened? He swore and accepted me as his mate?! Raphael strode away from me as though I was a piece of trash.

The sound of the flapping of many wings drew me out of my thoughts and I watched as the prince and his so-called allies flew into the throne room. Cole and the prince were placed on a platform opposite each other and the queen stood between them to preside over the deliberation. "Faes, Fairies, Sprites, hybrids and all other creatures gathered here today, we are here to deliberate over the mating of the crown princess Ophelia, as you all know, customary, she has been mated to Othello since she was a child, but recent developments have challenged the mating, our princess, has been blessed by the moon goddess with a hybrid for a mate." The queen announced.

“You’re a vision, you know, digging through books like a scholar-princess. Found anything yet?” “Working on it,” I reply, scanning a particularly faded page. Then, there it is. Sophia, the first hybrid to successfully give birth to fertile offspring, creator of the bloodstone. “Holy crap, Charlie she was real! She made this stone as a solution to fertility problems. That’s why they’re all after me!” He barks, tail thumping against the floor. “See? You’re royalty, Beatrice, my princess! Speaking of which, have you ever wondered if I’m actually a prince?”

Perhaps, if all goes well, it’ll be the world we wake up to. As for tonight, as the world rages around us, this moment of peace will need to be enough. There is no music, no audience to applaud as the doors open, and the first two brides are brought down the aisle to meet their mates and future husbands. The first is none other than my ex-wife, the shewolf I married as Alexis Greystone. Everything is so different now that it feels like a lifetime ago, and I guess in many ways it is because she isn’t Alexis anymore, she’s been reborn as the hybrid princess Amaryllis Thorpe, daughter of the previous alpha king and his true mate, the most powerful witch still living.

I skipped the part where I was said to be their Princess though. Knowing Javier, he was going to worry so extensively and I didn’t want that. However, here was what he had to say about how they let me go. “They let you go, even after you said you were mated to a vampire?” he asked. “Yes,” I whispered. “The Sea medium announced it wasn’t just any vampire… but the Prince Javier Vasco Zapetero himself.” His hands wrapped around my waist possessively. “Yeah, that’s right baby. Your mate’s a fucking god.”

Never. He bit my lower lip in answer—hard enough to draw blood, soft enough to make me shudder. He drank it in. When he pulled away, his eyes were darker, pupils blown wide, only to whisper against my mouth, “Never ever, my prince.” And before I could respond, he spun me around in a breath. My chest collided with the glass wall, cold as the night. “Now,” his breath was fire against my ear, pushing his hard dick into my ass, pulling out a strangled moan from my chest. “Be a good prince… and let me claim my prize.”

Ozouf and I roared in utmost pain, sorrow, and bitterness. “As the future Alpha King, I, Jeremy Conrad Wulfric the Third, am blessed with one favour from the Moon Goddess, and it was my desire to be paired with Laura. Although I am gifted only one favour, whether it is granted or refused, I may only ask once. It was a risk I was willing to take, and it paid off. Now I ask again, as the prince of the werewolves, where is my mate?!”

She had friends like us. I went to the land of the Werebear to escort Princess Selene to marry King Beowulf and pick up Manolo. It turned out that he had been locked in the water dungeon of the Palace. By the time Beowulf found him, he was barely breathing and dying of torture. To thank Beowulf for saving him and the future father of my lovely hybrid baby, I personally sent Selene to his country and attended their wedding.

She said, "Lena is notorious at the university now. No female werewolves with mates want to be near Lena. After all, a woman who goes around destroying others' relationships as mates is terrible." Annette smiled and said, "Not every mate is as useless as Kyle." Roxanne had not yet found her mate, so she was not yet deeply touched on the subject. Roxanne thought for a few seconds and asked, "Everyone knows that Fiona, the principal, is Kyle's mother. Fiona turned a cold face on such a good werewolf as you. How can she accept Lena? I remember Lena got a C in Fighting Class." "Fiona can't accept who I am. You know that I'm a Hybrid," Annette said and gave a wry smile. Then she continued, "Thoug