The Alpha's Hybrid Mate

by C Davis

  I could feel a sensation in my fingertips and clenched my fists. A surge of power flowed through my veins, and for some reason, it seemed natural to me. With a flick of my wrist, she held her head in pain. I stumbled back and ran out not knowing what happened.

  I ran up the stairs avoiding everyone’s questions and concerns. I made it upstairs and felt myself growing weaker the closer I got. I barely made it to the bedroom when I became dizzy and collapsed on the bed. All I could see was darkness.

  ***

  Jaxson

  I stood in my office with my father looking at his beta still passed out on the sofa. I hated to sedate him, but it was the only way. He was already in the anger stage of accepting his daughter’s death. It’s always heightened with werewolves.

  His eyes were still closed and his knuckles had dried blood from punching the wall. His chest rose and fell slowly. All we could do is sit and wait for him to wake up so we could see just how unstable he was. If he was unstable, I’d have to make sure he is secured until he came to terms with his daughter’s death.

  My father sighed not looking away from his beta. “Your mother is preparing for his daughter’s ritual.”

  I knew my father was hurting too. John was his beta, and they shared a special bond. My heart ached for his pain. This situation makes my heartache for my son right now. He would never know who his mother was, but at least he has Lana. Maybe he would be better off thinking Lana was his mother. He would never have to go through the pain of knowing his mother gave her life for him to live.

  “I’ve come to a decision,” My father craned his neck to look at me. “Gabriel is never going to know Tara was his mother. To him, it’s always been, Lana.”

  “Are you sure that’s the best thing to do?”

  “I’ve made up my mind,” I argued.

  “How does Lana feel about that?”

  “She doesn’t know yet.”

  I heard James groan, and my father was immediately at his side. I watched their exchange and wondered what stage he was in. Was he feeling depressed, or was he still feeling angry? His next words gave me the answer I needed. A single teardrop fell and he slumped his shoulders.

  “She’s gone and never coming back,” He cried out. “I’m going to find the bastard and fucking kill him!”

  His eyes held a murderous glint flashing gold, and his fists were clenched. He had gone through all five stages faster than I thought he would. I kneeled and looked him in the face. “You’ll get your revenge, but first we have to bury your daughter.”

  I left them so I could go check on Lana. As I was about to go upstairs, one of the sluts stopped me. Seriously? Could she not take a hint I didn’t want her? She was yelling in hysterics. “Tell that freak to stay the hell away from me!”

  “What are you talking about?” I pushed her against the wall by her throat.

  “That freak isn’t one of us!” She gasped in pain as I tightened my fingers.

  “Pack your shit and leave,” I released her and she held her hand to her neck. “You have one hour.”

  I continued up the stairs angry that slut called my mate a freak. How dare her! She won’t be a problem anymore. She wants to call her a freak then she will become the freak. A rogue. I stepped into the room and saw Lana crashed out on the bed. She must have come up here right after the incident.

  “Lana,” I lightly shook her trying to wake her up. “I need to talk to you.”

  “Jaxson,” She gasped, bringing her hand to her mouth. “My powers…I.”

  “Shh, I know.” I pulled her into a hug and kissed her gently. Her body was shaking as I held her. I knew she was scared of her powers and that’s why my father called for his witch to come to help her.

  “Lana, we have to bury John’s daughter tonight,” I cupped her cheeks. “Are you going to be okay?”

  “Yes.” She tried her best to convince me, but I knew better.

  “There are some things I want to discuss with you, but that can wait.” I kissed her lips and pushed her back down on the bed. “Rest.”

  She hesitantly laid back down as I covered her back up. I stepped out and sighed in relief. When I saw her asleep, I was panicking on the inside. I thought she had fallen into deep slumber like before. I just hope when I ask her to become Gabriel's mother she doesn’t refuse. I think this is the best thing for him.

  CHAPTER 21

  James

  The anger rushed through my veins as I thought of all the ways I’m going to make her murderer suffer. My wolf scratches and claws to break free as my blood boils in rage. The more I fight him; the more I feel like I’m going to explode like a ticking time bomb.

  If I had just gone looking for her, maybe she’d still be breathing and very much alive. She was the only good thing in my life. Now that she’s gone, I have nothing. I’m just fucking empty.

  “Sweetheart, I’m so sorry.” I leaned in to kiss her on her forehead as I placed a single white rose on her pale body.

  I wanted to scream at her to open her eyes so I could hear her voice. I knew she was gone and never coming back. After tonight, I’d never see her again. Then I’d be all alone. I’d go back to being the cold and heartless bastard I once was when her mother cheated on me.

  I stepped back looking at her body one last time before walking away. I didn’t pay attention to the whispers from the fellow pack members as I passed by. I didn’t spare anyone a single glance as they tried to sympathetically smile at me.

  I unbuttoned the top three buttons of my shirt as I stepped in my room letting out a sigh. Grabbing the bottle of Jack Daniel’s whiskey, I twisted the cap off throwing it to the side. I laid in my bed and took shot after shot drowning my pain in the alcohol. I took the last drink and threw the bottle hitting the wall, shattering it.

  I needed a stress reliever so badly I could taste it, and I knew exactly what to do. I picked up my phone and texted the number telling them to come up to my room. She showed up a few minutes later wearing a short and tight-fitting white dress. I haven’t used her for years, not since the day I was betrayed by the woman I once loved. I looked her in the face and it revealed someone else I'd never seen.

  “James.” She purred in my ear unbuttoning my shirt the rest of the way. She opened my shirt running her nails down my chest brushing my nipples. I could feel myself already getting hard for her. She pushed my shirt off of my shoulders and pulled it off.

  I leaned back on the headboard as she licked her way down my chest to my belt. She tried to use her hands to unbuckle it, but I gave her ass a good smack. “No! Use your teeth.”

  I held her wrists in place as she used her mouth to undo my belt. I could see her nipples through the flimsy fabric that barely kept them contained. She took my zipper in between her teeth and pulled it down slowly.

  I released one of her wrists to unbutton the top of my pants. I pushed my pants down far enough to release my rock hard cock. I wrapped my fingers around it, dangling it in her face.

  “I want you to suck it like the whore you are.” She licked her lips as she pulled her straps down releasing her succulent breast. She sucked on the tip and swirled her tongue around it.

  “You look so good with my cock in your mouth.”

  I grabbed the back of her head forcing her to take me all in her mouth. She gagged as I pushed her head down more, pressing her face in my dark curls. Her eyes watered each time I thrust my hips making her vibrate on me. I pulled her off by her hair and twisted her around forcing her to her hands and knees.

  I grabbed her by the hips and pushed her dress up to her waist revealing her glistening pussy. She was going to know how it felt to get used like the whore she was. I pushed her head down on the mattress and plunged deep and hard in her as she moaned through the sheets. I wanted her to feel my pain and anger as my thrusts became more violent.

  “You like that, don’t you?” I hissed pulling her head back as she arched her back. She wanted to be treated this way. To be used as a toy.

 
“Yes! I’m your whore.” She panted, writhing under me.

  “Yes,” I hissed as I felt the hot jets of my cum shooting inside. “Oh!”

  I growled dominating her body making her pulsate around my cock. I pulled out and pulled my pants back up zipping them but leaving the button undone. She pulled her dress down and stood there as if she were waiting on something.

  “You can go now.” I dismissed her.

  “But I thought…” Tears pooled at the corners of her eyes.

  “Look,” I leaned on the wall. “I don’t know what you thought this was, but all I needed was your pussy. Nothing more.”

  “She was right.” Tears rolled down her cheeks. “I should have let the whores fuck you.”

  “That’s what you are.”

  “I’m just a maid here.” She hissed out angrily, and ran out crying.

  Why would she want the life of a whore if she was just a maid?

  I would have never touched her if I knew that. I ran after her and pinned her to the wall so she couldn’t get away. She turned her head to the side to avoid looking me in the eyes. Grabbing her by the chin, I forced her to look at me.

  “I’m sorry.” I apologized to her.

  “Let me go!” She screamed trying to wiggle out of my hold.

  “I would have never touched you if I had known.”

  “Because I’m not pretty enough?”

  “No, because you’re better than those whores.”

  She looked up through red-rimmed eyes making my heart feel something. Guilt for comparing her to one of those desperate disgusting souls. I tilted my head to the side and inched closer to her lips. My lips were barely touching her when I could see her eyes widening in shock.

  “James.” She whispered as I gripped her hips, closing the space between us. I kissed her lips, possessing her body. I wanted to do things to her I’ve never wanted to do before. I could taste the honey from her tongue as I swirled around hers. She broke away from me, and cupped my cheek.

  “I’m sorry about your daughter.” She ducked under my arm, leaving me standing there alone. I touched my finger to my lips and let out a breath. I could still taste her on my tongue and groaned. For some reason, I wanted more of her.

  I stood there at the coffin and looked down at her lifeless form. She had her blonde hair perfectly curled and the makeup was light so she didn’t look so pale. She had on her mother’s crystal blue dress and white roses littered the inside of the midnight blue coffin. Jaxson’s mother had done an exceptional job with the preparations.

  Jaxson’s father stood next to me holding a knife. I held my hand out and he sliced through the palm of my hand. I hissed from the pain but kept it in. I pressed my hand to her palm and smeared my blood on her. Kissing her forehead, I silently whispered.

  “I promise I’ll find whoever did this and make them pay. I love you.”

  I stepped to the side and stood there holding in my anger and pain as they closed the casket. I watched as they lowered it in the ground and held my hand out as he sliced my hand again. I squeezed my fist and let the blood drop on top of the closed casket in the ground. I dropped the white rose and it landed in slow motion in the hole.

  I dropped to my knees and let out a long and painful howl as they began to pile the dirt in the hole. I stayed there until they finished, leaving me alone to finish mourning my baby. I sat in the dirt not caring if I got my suit dirty or not. I traced the stone that reads:

  Madison Parker

  October 7, 1992- March 11, 2017

  “Those we love don’t go away, they walk beside us every day…unseen, unheard, but always near. Still loved, still missed, and very dear.”

  I don’t know how long I’ve been here sitting in front of her grave, but I know it’s now dark. They say the day you bury a loved one it never sinks in right away. Sometimes it takes days, months, years.

  When it does hit you, it’s an unbearable pain that hits you right in the gut. I don’t hope for it to hit me anytime soon. I just want the blood of the person who killed my Madison. I’m going to fucking annihilate the bastard and have his head on a stick. He’s going to wish he’d never touched her.

  CHAPTER 22

  Jaxson

  Never in my life have I ever been nervous about what I was about to do. I was going to ask Lana to become Gabriel’s mother legally. Sitting behind my desk, I typed out the document hoping that Lana would be coming to sign. I still haven’t asked her and I reeked of anxiety as the time drew near.

  Printing out the document; I took the paper from the printer and placed it on my desk. Lana stepped in and smiled, making me want to take her right here and now. I rose from my chair and met her halfway. “Baby, I have something I want to ask you. I want you to become Gabriel’s mother.”

  She widened her eyes and shook her head. “I can’t Jax. What will the pack think?”

  Placing my finger on her mouth, I brought her to my chest. “There’s no one else I’d rather be his mother. It’s time for me to move on, and I want to move on with you. Only you.”

  I led her behind the desk and placed her on my lap so she was sitting in front of the document. “All you have to do is sign and it’s official.”

  She picked up the pen and signed her name at the bottom. Now that that’s done, I can finally breathe with ease.

  I nuzzled my face in her neck and kissed her gently. I could smell the arousal coming off her body as I sucked on my mark. ”Jaxson, I have to go check on Gabriel.” I didn’t want to let her go, but I needed to go check on James. I reluctantly let her go and watched her ass as I licked my lips.

  “Easy there, Jaxson.” A voice next to me teased me. Cole had walked in while I was thinking of all the dirty things I wanted to do with my mate.

  Growling at him baring my teeth, he put his hands up in surrender. “We’ve got a problem. Well, kind of.”

  “Is it the rogues again?”

  “It’s James. Last night he…” He hesitated as if he didn’t want to say.

  “Just spit it the fuck out!”

  “He called for one of the girls for pleasure, but it wasn’t one of them that came to him. It was one of the maids.” My head snapped up at this newfound information.

  “Which one?” Please tell me it wasn’t who I think it is.

  “Erica.” No. She was one of the good girls. “She went on her own free will.”

  Storming out of the office, I ran to his room and busted down his door. I didn’t care if I was interrupting something or not. James looked up horrified when he saw how angry I was. “Please help me understand why you have gone and had sex with her when you knew she wasn’t like the others. Out of all of the maids, you had to go and use her.”

  He lowered his head in defeat and whispered. “I was drinking and I just wanted to release some stress. I apologized to her, but she ran away.”

  “Just stay away from her,” I commanded him, but he shook his head.

  “Not sure I can. There’s a chance she might be my mate.”

  Shit!

  “Just promise me you’ll behave yourself around her.” He nodded, and I left him to go find my sister. I needed her to go talk to Erica and find out from her point of view what happened. I stood there at her door and heard Cole groaning. Why is it every time I come to her room he’s making those noises? He was just in my office and now he’s here.

  Really, Cole?

  “Natalia! Open up this door.” I could hear them shuffling around the room and whispering. When she opened up the door, she shot me a questioning glance. “I need you to go talk to Erica, and ask her what happened between her and James.”

  It was about noon, and the day had already been too dramatic for me. It didn’t even have to do with the rogues or Lorenzo. As soon as this blows over, me and Lana are taking a vacation.

  I spotted Lana bent over the crib laying Gabriel down for his nap. I had a clear shot of her breasts peeking out of her shirt. Licking my lips, I was jealous of my son. I wanted to be the one
she was leaning over. I rubbed the back of my neck and groaned.

  She came to me, pushing me down on the bed, and sat behind me. “Let me help you unwind baby. The witch is coming tonight, right?”

  I hummed in response as she massaged my shoulders. “You seem more tense than normal Jax.”

  Her touch was making me feel things. Like getting an erection and wanting to fuck her, but I know she hasn’t been feeling too well. The pregnancy is doing a number on her. Suddenly, I could feel her hands kneading my shoulders.

  “Jaxson.” Her sweet voice called to me. “I need a nap.”

  I rolled over to my side and pulled her back to my chest. “Sleep, my little mate.”

  She fell asleep almost immediately, but not me. I was still too wound up from all the excitement. Someone softly knocked at the door and entered. Natalia stood there motioning for me to come out in the hall.

  “Well?” She had gone to find out what went down between James and the maid.

  “She told me that she’s his mate, but he doesn’t know.”

  “He knows, but just being a jackass about it.” She sighed just as Cole came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. I looked away not wanting to see my sister and best friend engage in such an intimate moment. “Just come get me, or dad if he starts his shit with her.”

  ***

  Lorenzo

  My plan was coming together beautifully and by now they’ve found the body. I drained that naïve little bitch and loved every drop of it. Jaxson had a spy in his pack and didn’t even know it. When he does find out who it is, he’s going to lose his shit. This man I’ve got working for me is going to be the key to kidnapping the hybrid.

  “Did you install the cameras?” I asked him as I ran my fingers through my dark brown hair.

  “Yes. Everything is ready.” When I finally have her, I’ll make sure he’ll know exactly who betrayed him. I have so many plans for Lana when I get my hands on her. The minute I have her in my possession, he’ll be so broken that he won’t be able to fight. At first, it was about her. Now it’s about him.