Their Powerful Hybrid Mate Novels & Stories

His mate was worth every kind of torture that would befall him because he would find her and he would claim her as his own. The High Priestess watched and listened as the Shifters debated their next move, ‘So the little Hybrid is mated to that very powerful young Alpha and she has been leading him a merry dance has she?’ She concluded smiling to herself at their words, these Shifters had learned quickly with the help of their own witch, her eyes narrowed,

Ethan was shocked when he heard Elora. He could not believe his ears. The fact that hybrids had witch blood, which was distinct from werewolf blood, typically prevented them from experiencing any kind of mate bond. They were unable to experience anything that may be regarded as a connection to their mates. In point of fact, hybrids did not have a mate the vast majority of the time. It was because of this that no member of the Black Moon Pack ever questioned it in any way. Because they thought Alpha Ryan made his choice by himself since a hybrid could not have a mate.

Roxanne demanded loudly. "Fine," I whispered, then moved to the bed. "Our mate is a hybrid who is born from a lycan and a vampire. As hard as it is to believe, I know it's true. He is way stronger than we are. If he was just a purebred vampire, we could have put up a fight and we would have had a chance of survival. Sadly, his vampire bloodline combined with his lycan bloodline makes him very strong. We won't even hold our ground for five minutes in a fight," I said honestly.

No animal in the forest dares to make a sound or worse cross his path as the apex predator of the woods moves with Lia dangling over his shoulder. Carrying her along had been an instinct; he did it without thinking because she is, after all, his mate, therefore she belongs by his side. Her unconscious body is soft, almost breakable against the hard ridges of his body. He relaxes his hold, trying to carry her as gently as possible. His fur tingles at the exact spot where their body connects and this fills him with a warmth he has never experienced. The hybrid slows down as the familiar sight of his cottage comes into view. His lair, away from any human or beast. But as soon as he gets past th

Let me call her and take her class. ‘Stop that, Mom. Those days are long gone when you used to scold her unnecessarily, and no one used to know about her. Now that she has a possessive and caring mate and a caring family. I doubt that doing that will be a great idea. By the way, did you miss to listen that she is a hybrid? A fucking hybrid.’ ‘Yeah! I heard that. Even I’m having a hard time believing that my mate had hidden such a big secret from me, from us. But your father is not a hybrid, then how the hell did she was born as a hybrid.’

I placed both hands on the beam and pulled. Power I didn't have flowed through me. Daughter gifts, alpha strength, sheer desperate determination. The beam shifted. "Sera, stop. You're killing yourself." "And you'll die if I don't." I pulled harder, screaming with effort. The beam moved another inch. Adrian's hand found mine. "Together." Through a mate bond, he lent me strength. Hybrid power combines with Daughter magic. The beam lifted. Adrian pulled himself free, gasping. His leg was mangled, ribs clearly broken, but he was alive.

Making the constant ache in my body feel less overwhelming. "This is ridiculous," I told myself. Wiped my eyes roughly. "Rose Castellan, you're a vampire. You're supposed to be strong and immortal and resilient. You can survive two hours without your mate." My body disagreed. The mate bond was—screaming. Demanding Nate's presence. Demanding physical closeness. Demanding everything all the time. Hybrid pregnancy was apparently amplifying the mate bond to impossible levels. Uncle Cas had warned me. Had said vampire-wolf hybrid pregnancies made the bond nearly unbearable. Made separation—even brief separation—physically painful.

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

It is almost inhuman, reminding me of my sister. “Fudging Goddess, I am a fey.” My lips turn in to a weird smile as I tilt my head with smugness. “Now, what am I going to call you,” I say to my reflection as I tilt my head to the other side, “How about the hybrid, because you know, I am a hybrid now. This is so cool, now I just have to kill my mate.” A sinister grin spreads on my lips, “I also need a change of clothes.”

I apologize watching Tori sit up against the head of the bed. “I just don’t understand how they think it’s ok to execute hybrids when they can happen through mated couples. My father was my mother’s fated mate it would have been what a 50/50 chance I was a hybrid?” Tori looks over at me as I sit across from her. “The council is afraid of anything different; I know some of them still think hybrids can be more powerful and a danger to them. I think 50/50 sounds about right,” I explain, reaching out I grab her hand and as she fidgets.