The Hybrid's Submission ON HOLD

Well Deserved

After Sev makes sweet and rough love to my ass, we crawl of the bed and shower together to 'save' water. If anything we used more water than saving any only because he wanted to have shower sex, which is so hot getting ploughed against a shower wall.

He turned me into a sex monster, but I'm sure it doesn't bother him, he loves sex, with your mate is even more pleasurable, so I've heard.

I need to stop thinking this, it's making me horny again. The moon goddess knows we can't waste anymore time.

Sliding my arms into the black jacket, I then fix it how it goes. With my suit in place, I glance in the mirror.

If I must say, I'm one very sexy pregnant hybrid. My white hair stands out against the black suit, and my black eyes are sexy as fuck.

"You look wonderful, my love." Sev eyes meet mine in the mirror.

Sev is dressed similar to me in a black suit. He too looks sexy as fuck. If we didn't have this celebration, I would keep him in bed all night.

"Baby? Will you stop licking your lips like you want to eat me?" His voice snaps me from my thoughts.

"I would, but I'm enjoying the view to much." I smirk, stepping towards him, swaying my hips seductively.

"Baby, I would take you again, but we have to get to the celebration on time." His eyes never leaving my hips.
"Then we better get going." I peck his lips, as I grab his hand. Side by side we tread down to the ball room.

When we step into the room, the chatter hush. Stepping on the stage, Sev never let's go of my hand.

Facing the sea of elegant dresses in all colors, and suits. I see my parents at the front with the other kings and queens.

Mommy looks gorgeous in a dark green dress that hugs her body. Daddy arm is wrapped around her waist, in a suit with a tie that matches mommy's dress. 

"As those of you that know, Your Queen Luna had been found in the son of Pierce and Arron Klan." The King's voice strong and powerful, not wavering.

"We have mated." I blush as the crowds eyes shifts to me. "And in that mating, resulted in a gift by the moon goddess."

A gorgeous grin graces my mate's face. Lighting up the whole room. His hand lands on my tummy, as he looks into my eyes.

"The moon goddess has graced my mate and I, a precious baby." He couldn't be more radiant with happiness and joy.

The reaction of the crowd is a roar and claps. The men wolf whistles, and the ladies aw. I blush at the reaction, it's nice to know they accept the baby and I.

But like all good things, it must come to an end. For like the red sea, the crowd parts.

Stepping down the parted path is a woman. Blonde hair curled to perfection, and blue eyes. She wears a dress the hugs every curve, and reveals to much. Just from one look, I could tell she's a grade A bitch.

"My king." She tries to sound seductively, but it doesn't work. "What a pleasant surprise."

"What do you want Jane?" Sev sounds annoyed and slightly pissed.

"Is that any way to greet an old flame?" Jane purrs.

"Just an old flame, Jane. There's nothing here for you." He growls out at her.

"There's you." The corner of her lip curls up.

Sev roars. "Jane, in case you didn't get it through your thick head, I have a mate and a baby on the way!"

Jane waves her hand in dismissal. "They can be disposed of."

This time instead of my dining mate growling, I hiss down at her, getting in a crouch position, ready to attack her.

"You dare threaten my baby!" My voice turns demonic like the creature I am.

I feel my fangs extend, my eyes turning red from the anger I'm feeling. I vibrate with pent up anger.

"I'll suck every last drop from you. Then burn you to a crisp, for my pets to enjoy on your flesh!" My voice is of pure evil.

I'm not a sparking damn vampire, I'm not from a fairy tale. I'm a kids worse nightmare, a creature of the night, a demonic creature.

"Oh, please you're but a pansy vampire!" Jane's smirk never leaves her lips.

I dematerialize right behind her, my lips brush against her ear. "A pansy?"

I kick her on the ass, she falls to the ground on her knees, causing her to shriek. Grabbing a handful of her perfect curls, pulling her head back.

"You shouldn't have threatened my unborn child!" I hiss venomously.

With my hand still in her curls, I jerk my hand back, causing Jane to fly through the air, landing a few yards from me.

Stalking towards her, I grab her ankle. A painful scream burst from her throat. My hand burnt her, leaving a burnt hand print and the smell of flesh burning.

My magic is powerful and flows through my veins and skin, my magic knowing no bounds.

"You can threaten me all you want, but threaten my unborn child! I'll show you no mercy!" My demonic side crackles and spits.

"Please, I'm sorry!" She cries pathetically.

She spread out on the floor, stepping around her body. She has tears running down her cheeks. So she can't handle a little burn.

The corner of my lip curls up. Lifting my hand to shoulder height. My hand is curled like I'm holding an invisible item.

A puff of orange and red swirls in my hand, building in size. When it's the size of my hand, Jane's eyes grow huge.

"Please my king! Make him stop!" She pleas in a strangled voice.

"You threaten a baby, you know the rules. The mother gets to decide the fate of the accuser, but not only are you going to have to deal with a pissed mother, you're going to deal with an equally pissed father too." Sev growls shakes her to the bones.

Stepping towards her head, crouching down, I move the ball of fire to her lips. Forcing her dirty mouth open, I push the ball into her mouth.

She screams as it moves down her throat. Standing, I watch as she crawls at her throat, scratches appears from her nails, blood pouring from them.

"What did you do?" Question King Poet, his eyes never leaving the screaming wolf.

"It's a spell, like a potion of sort. It takes the sensation of burning without the actual damage." I explain so everyone could hear me.

"A pain she well deserves." My mate speaks from behind me, his voice calming my anger and magic. "Guards! Take Jane to the dungeons. I'll be down their when I see fit."

The Werewolf King arms snake around my waist. "Let's finish celebrating."

Spinning in his arms, I wrap my arms around his neck. "You sure know how to pick them. Thank the goddess she picks mates."

"Oh ha ha ha. You should be a comedian." His smirk is contagious.

"I should be. It's my dream job." Pecking his lips, I then pull away to mingle with the others.

This night is not what I expected, but not everything goes according to plan. I'll just have to live with how things go, but everything will work out in the end. I know so.