White Hybrid 소설 & 이야기

Now, she was something else. Her violet eyes glowed faintly in the dark, brighter than before. The golden markings that had appeared during the fight had not faded entirely but remained like faint streaks of fire under her skin. Her hair, once deep auburn, now had streaks of shimmering gold, as if kissed by magic itself. The Hybrid Princess. The title whispered through the gathered wolves like a prophecy fulfilled. “Luna Valkyrie…” Dwayne stepped forward, his sharp gaze scanning her, searching for something he couldn’t quite name. “You’ve… changed.”

He's refusing to survive without me. The light explodes across the street. The supernatural world shakes and when the light fades, Adrian and I are still bonded, still conscious, and still alive but something fundamental has changed. Adrian's aura is different now. It has silver streaks running through the gold. My essence mixed with his. His strength mixed with mine. We're not just mates and mate anymore. We're one. Catherine steps back. Her expression is knowing. "The first true hybrid pair," she says quietly. "Not bonded, not mated but… Merged."

She said and he sighed. The Lord's eyes shone as he fisted his huge palm on the rails and sighed. His other side was at peace because it had nothing to do with his mate. Although everyone saw him as the Wolf Alpha no one knew about his inner demons. He was a Hybrid. A rare breed that came from two different species mating together. Although he had been trying hard to put together Beatrice's powers. From what he had seen at the main time she was a witch and a cold-blooded vampire but now he was almost convinced that she was more than that.

“He had pulled stunts like that before. He mostly had me do things for him because I'm a hybrid." I took a sharp breath… my mouth was agape, continually staying that way. Hybrids were not purebreds; they were half-breeds or mixed breeds, and finding hybrids was quite a rarity. But just like the omegas or a pack member whose shift came later than usual, they are viewed as the underdogs. They are treated poorly and subjected to various forms of abuse.

"A woman I've never seen before. Not Silver Claw, she said. She knew about our meeting today, knew about Bella's research on the curse. She warned me to stay away." Silas's expression hardened. "Describe her." I did, not omitting any details—her appearance, her unnatural movement, her slightly-too-sharp teeth, her knowledge of both my names. "Hybrid," he muttered, his jaw clenching. "Had to be." "Hybrid? What do you mean?" He glanced around, then lowered his voice. "Half-human, half-werewolf. Born, not bitten. Rare, usually sterile. They have some of our abilities but can pass for human more easily. They've been showing up more frequently lately, especially around Silver Claw territory."

Darcus glanced at Ella one more time solemnly before we moved to the patio to sit. "I'm not mocking you. I'm just curious. Hybrids are extremely rare in our Dragon realm. It's challenging to find them," Darcus said. Hybrids are a unique species. When two different species mate, their offspring usually inherit one of the parent's energy types. For instance, if a dragon and a witch have a child, the child will either be a witch or a dragon. However, the infant often doesn't survive when a hybrid is born. The power within them is too intense and uncontrollable. Only a few can successfully manage this energy.

she whispered, more to herself than to me. “Hmm, I hope so too…” I mumbled absentmindedly as my eyes caught a new section just beneath the Hybrids. It explained that Hybrids could be created through a combination of multiple species—werewolves, witches, and… As my gaze stopped on the last entry, my blood turned cold. Hybrids could also be made from the combination of a vampire and a human. My thoughts instantly went to Nyra—who had also gone silent as her eyes followed mine on the page.

Or better still, as if I could feel her presence. Curious, Gracie turned and looked back too to know what I was staring at. Then she turned to me while I was still looking at the door. I turned my face front, and then moved my head to both sides with narrowed eyes, and pursed lips. For one, I couldn't understand what was going on. I mean, if she was a hybrid, then that should make Greg either a witch or werewolf. One out of ten times, children with hybrid parents become hybrids. But other times? They're either a werewolf or a witch. However, I really couldn't say which Greg was.

“Then we need to know everything. We need to be prepared.” Seraphina nodded. “There’s much you need to learn, much you need to understand. But first, you need to accept who you are. Only then can you unlock your true potential.” I swallowed hard, the weight of her words settling over me. “I’m ready. Tell me everything.” For the first time, I saw a glimmer of hope in Seraphina’s eyes. “You are a hybrid, Whitney. You possess both witch’s blood and wolf’s blood. This makes you incredibly powerful, more than you realize.”

"Does this mean that this Alpha is a hybrid." A heavy silence filled the room. "I cannot say for certain—" "Before you finish that thought, I have seen him shift into a wolf." The mage swallowed. "Then it is rare, brother. There is no record of a hybrid being born. Even among mixed bloodlines, one either takes the father's side or the mother's side. That is the way of things." Uthred smiled slowly. "Then we have our first hybrid." The mage's eyes gleamed. "I know a way to find out for certain."