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Alpha king's Mate

Can't believe the Moon goddess my own great great great grandmother would curse her own grandson to a life of misery. Blessings are what they say mates are, mine are a curse. Before I knew how badly mates could destroy you, tear apart your soul, I craved mine. Craved finding my other half, now I know better. Mate’s are a distraction one I couldn’t afford, yet here I am still searching for my little white wolf knowing I will be damned when I finally catch her, that I will once again have to tear off another piece of my soul when I am forced to kill this one too. Mate’s are no blessing and the Moon Goddess, well I have given up on her, my mother is a pure hybrid a direct descendant of the Moon goddess herself, making her the hybrid Queen until she handed her title to me stepping down, now I am the cursed Alpha king. My father was a werewolf so the only good thing I got out of my mother being a hybrid was being the ultimate predator, luckily I was also blessed with a wolf. My twin sisters were like my mother, just hybrid's, no wolf's no shifting, my younger brothers were like me though, tends to run in the female side the hybrid genes. I only craved blood in wolf form, my sisters craved it all the time. I won't stand for betrayal and having to kill her destroyed me. Yet now my grandmother has decided to fiddle with the Fates again and give me another dud for a mate. A second chance mate and this one has been eluding me for months now. Book 4 hybrid Aria series but can be read as standalone Publisher:i&i Publisher

Jessica Hall · Fantasie
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92 Chs

Chapter30

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/"We need to get out of here,/" my wolf tells me.

/"And go where?/" I ask her.

/"Home, if we don’t they will be mad, they might hurt her/"

/"That's if they even have her/" I tell my wolf and she shakes her head at me. The door opens and Tyson walks in handing me some shorts and a shirt which had my mates scent all over it. I take them pulling them on before tearing the pants off, the material too tight and I could feel my bum hanging out. Tyson shakes his head before reaching into one of his draws and pulling out some shorts with a drawstring. I slip them on and the door opens and Ryker steps in.

/"I don’t like her naked in here with you/"

/"No, but you had no problem with her freezing down there naked while you tortured her/" Tyson tells him.

/"How many times do I have to say I didn’t know, I thought/" Ryker says with a growl, my fingers twitching nervously as he glares at his brother.