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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 · Fantasia
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92 Chs

Chapter34

#Chapter34

The room was freezing as the night air slipped into the room. I closed it softly before I heard a menacing growl behind me making me turn to find Rieka sitting up next to Ace who was sound asleep.

Her eyes sparkling oddly almost fluorescent in the darkness. /"I was just checking them, I didn’t mean to startle you/" She cocks her head to the side and I feel goosebumps rise on my skin an uneasy feeling coming over me with the way she stared.

/"I don’t think that’s Rieka/" My wolf says nervously looking out my eyes.

/"You're not Reika are you?/" I ask her. Her eyes flicker glowing brighter and her lips part and I see her canines slightly elongated. An animalistic look crossed over her face.

/"No I am not Reika/" She says surprisingly clear. Clearer than the way Reika talks, her tone disapproving as she watched me.