Diaries of a Hybrid and Her Mate
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Beautiful Aubrianne Ivanov, The student, the Hybrid, the stripper, and the aspiring Accountant. Raised by her single mom, had a tough childhood. With low self-esteem, she became an outcast and was alone one too many times for her liking. With her mother's death and the fact that she never met her father or knew if he still existed, Aubrianne had no one to turn to. At seventeen, Aubrianne was left alone to navigate the unfamiliar world. Worse yet, her mother had hidden her from the truth and kept her sheltered all her life, so she had no idea of magical beings that lurked. Time spent at her part-time job, she was forced to grow up, blossoming into a brave, confident, and determined young woman who walked right into an opportunity that would change her life forever. Will Aubrianne truly feel whole? Will she find what has been missing in her life? Will she allow herself happiness and joy? Will she find love, and most importantly, will she survive what's to come? Join Aubrianne as she discovers who/what she is and navigates all the heartbreak, betrayal, drama, and exciting, shocking, and thrilling events that come her way... Beautiful Aubrianne Ivanov, The student, the Hybrid, the stripper, and the aspiring Accountant. Raised by her single mom, had a tough childhood. With low self-esteem, she became an outcast and was alone one too many times for her liking. Time spent at her part-time job, she eventually grew into a brave, confident, and determined young woman who walked right into an opportunity that would change her life forever. Will Aubrianne truly feel whole? Will she find what has been missing in her life? Will she allow herself happiness and joy? Will she find love, and most importantly, will she survive what's to come? Join Aubrianne on her journey as she discovers a whole new world and who/what she is. She also navigates all the heartbreak, betrayal, drama, and exciting and thrilling events that come her way... Excerpt: "No one touches him." Aubrianne had stepped in front of her mate. The top of her head reached a little below Zayne's chest, and she spoke low and deadly. It was a fatal command that not one of them could refute. If they choose to fight her command, they die.
01. A Bind
Ragnuff Crescent Moon Community
Third Person POV.
Alpha Zayne Steele
Alpha Zayne headed to the training grounds to shower, which should still be empty, to his knowledge. There are never many activities in there the morning after a mission.
Quickly getting into one of the showers, he stripped completely naked, then turned on the shower head, and it came to life.
He solely let the water soak him down from head to toe.
Standing there, face up, he relishes the water pouring over him and tries to rub some life back into his face for this meeting.
Zayne then quickly soaped and scrubbed with what felt like his last bit of energy. He had a long day and night previously.
Moments later, he was tense, and to be quite honest, he was exasperated as he realized he was no longer alone. No. Not anymore.
"Hi, Alpha. Need any help in there?"
Guess who! It's Sacha. Here. Right now. Sacha came into this training grounds with one thing on her mind. She had been looking out for his return since seeing him run into the woods.
She had left him to his time in the woods. Sacha was smart enough to know going after him then was not the right time. She knew he was dealing with a lot and assumed he needed some quiet time.
However, she had plans for when he returned.
Sacha purposed to help ease that stress once he returned. She had greeted, sounding all sultry in her attempt to seduce her Alpha.
Alpha Zayne roughly passes his palms over his face, turning to look at her. Goddess, damn it! Sacha was the last thing he wanted to deal with right now. Why won't she give up?
Sacha stood there with just a towel wrapped around her, "no, Sacha, I am fine," Zayne growled out lowly, thoroughly annoyed and agitated.
"You SURE about that?" She lifts an eyebrow in question. Lips puckered in a sexy way, trying to come across as alluring.
Sacha stepped closer, eyes blazing with lust and desire, and watched him intently. Her intentions were evident to Zayne as she slowly reached up with one hand, flexing her fingers in anticipation, to pull on her white towel, letting it drop to the ground.
Zayne sucked in a deep breath and felt his manhood stir. Sacha is undoubtedly a sexy woman. She is attractive, and maybe if she were not this forceful and always lurking around so much that it now comes off as creepy, and she was not a part of his pack, then maybe he would have gone there with her.
It is simply too many things to consider, and so he rather not, besides the way she comes at him is such a turn-off that it makes it easy for the Alpha to turn her down.
Sacha stood before him, stark naked, tempting him. Her smooth, brown skin glowed, and he could see the heat coming off it like steam if he looked close enough.
Sacha certainly was on fire for him right now. Goddess, she had wanted him since the very first time she saw him.
She looked at him with a knowing smile; boy, did his manhood twitch again.
"What do you want, Sacha?" He asked, thoroughly irritated at his reactions to her nakedness. After all, he was a man. No beast.
"You know EXACTLY what I want," she tentatively approached him. Her supple bosom tempted him to touch, feel, and grasp them in his hands. He flexed his fingers at his side.
What the F**K, no, no, no. "You need to leave NOW," he warned.
"You seem unsure though?" she purrs, "Do you reallyyy want me to leave?" She moans.
Fuck fuck fuck, "Sacha, LEAVE NOW," he roared.
Alpha Zayne did not know how to say it differently for her to understand, so he used his Alpha tone.
She flinched at the force of his growl and command, disappointment evident on her face. "FINE!" she shouted back and left.
"Don't you ever do that again! I am your ALPHA!" He snarled for good measure. He was highly pissed the f**k off at his reaction to her. AHHHHHHH. This is the last time he showers in here. He says to no one in particular.
Plus, werewolves were highly sexual creatures, and he was a horny beast who hadn't had the pleasure of female company in months, and this mission had made his sex life non-existent.
He has not had the time to go out clubbing or any events where he can meet a lovely young lady and have some fun, both going their separate ways once the deed is done.
No strings attached.
That is what Zayne needs, not some she-wolf in heat looking to become Luna. That is too much drama that he was not interested in entertaining, especially as his focus was waiting for his mate.
Finishing his shower, Alpha Zayne dried and threw on a pair of shorts from one of the cupboards of clean clothes. They usually have some stored in here, just in case.
He then made his way home for a proper change of clothes and headed to the situation room for the meeting.
An hour later, wrapping up the meeting. "Alpha, Alpha Dartwood is here to see you." Zayne's Lead warrior, Nathanial, announced. "He said it was about the call last night."
Alpha Dartwood, Zayne remembers that call. Alpha Dartwood was the most clipped with him and hurried to get off the phone like Zayne was bothering him. What does HE want?
"Ok, direct him to my office at the pack house," Zayne instructed, getting up from the chair he was sitting on in the situation room.
"Er, Alpha, he is here with his daughter and wife." Nathanial hastily adds.
"Ok, take them to my office at the pack house," Zayne replied, heading out the door and on his way.
"Mekhi," he mind linked. "Hey, what's up?" Mekhi immediately responds.
"Meet me in my office. Alpha Dartwood is here from the Hardulph Crescent Moon Community."
"Ok, on my way." Cutting the link, Zayne continued his trek. Mekhi had sat this meeting out as he was taking care of some business with the clubs Alpha Zayne owns.
In Alpha Zayne's office
Beads of sweat form continuously on the forehead of Alpha Jude Dartwood as he sits patiently awaiting the arrival of Alpha Steele.
He was built, clad in his tailored form-fitting suit, his greying hair receding behind his hairline, five feet ten inches. Dartwood occasionally swipes his handkerchief over his forehead, soaking up the beads as they rapidly form.
His brown eyes sometimes dart around the room, then over his shoulders to the door.
His daughter Leandra Dartwood sat meekly to his left. Her face blossomed with light makeup, clad in a chic dark blue, knee-height dress that highlighted her creamy skin paired with black pointy toes.
She has gorgeous light blue eyes with long flowing blonde hair past her shoulders, neatly styled in a side part. Some hair fell in a sweep over her right eye, accentuating the shape of her face.
Leandra sat with her knees closed, hands clasped in her lap with her bag next to her in her chair. She did not want to be here or want to have to do this, and she hoped and prayed to the Divine Moon Goddess that she won't have to.
Leandra was hoping that Alpha Steele would turn her father down. Or they would come to an agreement that does not involve using her as a bargaining chip. She waited patiently for this so-called Alpha to show his face.
That old man was known for dealing in some shady business back in the day when Leandra was a child. She could not fathom why her father would want to tie her to that old snooze because he had lost his wife and mate.
There are many other packs he could have gone. Why here? She was livid, but all her temper tantrums were for naught. They still end up here.
So she waited.
And his wife, Lenora Dartwood, sat next to their daughter. She sat poised, back straight in her pinstripe gray suit and pink pumps. Her sleek dirty blonde hair was styled in a low bun.
Her blue eyes glanced at her husband reassuringly from time to time when their eyes would meet. She would always be his support, and she was here to do just that, offer comfort and cheer him on if need be.
02. All wolves for themselves
Alpha Zayne Steele
Alpha Dartwood was in a bind and hoped and prayed to the Divine Moon Goddess that Alpha Steele could help him out of this bind, and he came prepared with a proposal.
Upon the door opening, Alpha Dartwood shot up and stood facing the door, eagerly looking on. Hoping it was the Alpha this time.
The longer he was in here, his nerves ate him alive. He was a proud man, and asking for help was not his strong suit. But desperate times call for desperate measures.
To his dismay, it was not the Alpha but a handsome young gentleman in his stead. And who might this young man be? He curiously eyed the young man.
Soon another young man came in behind him. OK, still not the Alpha. Where the hell was the Alpha, and who were these two handsome young devils?
His mind suddenly perks up with possibilities. Maybe his daughter won't have to marry the Alpha after all. Perhaps one of these was his son?
His eyes widened in wonder, but it did
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