The Hybrid

Part A

Part A ~ I wish I have my own mate.......my mate, where are you?

Sighing, I got off the car and walked my way to the enormous mansion. For once, I already knew that this decision would be one of a heck and that I would definitely regret this in the end. What did you get yourself into, Jes?  I thought to myself as the door opened and I was greeted by my step siblings who I haven't even met even once. 

"Hi! You must be our big sister Jessica!" A sweet looking 15 year-old girl said, smiling widely. Looking at her I noticed how brown her eyes were, how shiny her brunette hair was and how curvy her body was but even so she wasn't as pretty. She wore a checkered British miniskirt and an army chop top, her hair too was tied into pigtails which I assumed was to make her look cute and it did. Standing beside her was a tall muscular teenage guy. He looked and dressed like about my age but I doubt it since male werewolves seem to grow faster than females. Unlike his sister, the guy has the looks that could make girls drop to their knees and beg for his love which I sure could already imagine.

 Instead of returning their smiles, I stood there in front of them and just gave them a small nod. Not seeing Greg, my father, I didn't really feel like acting and so I just made my way to the obvious living room. The moment I stepped in, I sensed Greg getting closer. I plopped myself on the long, black couch and just felt at home. The 2 fellas who greeted me sat at the far corner of the living room set and said no more which I really should thank them for. I guess not seeing my father for a couple of how many years made me somewhat nervous and at the same time angered but all in all, the hatred.

"Jessica." I heard my father call out. "Hello. I'm very glad to see you too, father." I said with so much sarcasm and hatred. Truthfully, I hated him and that still hasn't changed one bit. I was just forced to come here because of my grandfather-his request. "And you too." I said when I saw my step-mother come down with my father and was smiling like the bltch she was. I know that I'm really being disrespectful towards them right now but honestly, I don't give a shit about that. After all these years, I still couldn't bring myself to stop hating them. The anger, the betrayal, and the suffering they've made me feel ever since my mom's death-I'm never gonna forgive them for that. 

As they sat in front of me, a small growl escaped my mouth. My wolf was totally stirring deep inside me and I'm pretty sure that with one wrong move, my bitchy-step-mother will surely loose her pretty little face. My father must have sensed my anger that he sent her along with my step siblings to leave us alone for a moment. Aw, how sweet. 

"Jessica-" He started but I cut him off by glaring at him. "I'm gonna make myself clear. I will NOT move in-EVER! But since this is my grandpa's undying wish, I will but only until my 18th birthday-which will be in 3 months time." I smirked. The pained expression on my father's face made me somewhat guilty but I pushed the feeling deep down. There's no way I was going to show him some guilt when he himself didn't know the meaning of the word. 

Sighing in defeat, my father stood up and left. "Okay, 3 months is enough." I heard him say before climbing up the stairs. 

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The rest of the day, I spent it roaming around the city to ease my boredom and to get away from them. I was walking by the streets when I stopped in front of a motor shop and spotted a pink-violet monster baby. Interested, I went in. "Good morning. May I help you?" The skin, pale looking man said with a tight smile. He must have been really tired and sick of his job that he is totally making it too obvious for his sake. Not minding him, I walked straight to the baby I've just seen. "I'm taking this." Was all I said before calling my assistant. 

Waiting for Randel, my assistant and at the same time my best friend/protector, I stared and at the same time, admired the big monster. It was a big bike alright, bigger than my old ones which I collected but never used before. I know what you're thinking, ridiculous and awesome, rich kid, and all that stuff but yes and no. Fist of all, I only collected them because I know Randel liked them and has a crazy addiction when it comes to motors but I wasn't really just collecting them for him to use, I honestly also like admiring the motor bikes. I liked how strong and powerful they seem, the energy and the power they have makes you somewhat feel stronger and all that. I know I'm sounding so unreal right now but I'm only speaking my heart out. Also, I'm far from awesome. To tell you honestly, I have so many haters back in Daylight Pack that if it wasn't for Randel, my destined protector, I would have been murdered right now which would be lame. 

Randel came rushing in the shop after a few minutes, greeted me with a small bow even though his eyes told me he was quite shocked of my decision but wasted no more time for he has already started making deals with the manager. After what seemed like forever, the manager, together with Randel, walked their way to me. 

"I'm so pleased to have finally met you, Ms. Jessica." I lifted a brow at him before standing up and reaching over his extended arm. "Yes, my pleasure as well, but the thing is, I don't remember anyone mentioning you before." I tried my best to not sound rude but I seemed to have failed miserably. To my surprise, he just smiled and chuckled lightly. 

"It's alright. Your father and I have been together in business ever since he has moved out of your pack hose." My eyes widened a fraction in his choice of words in public but then it hit me. This manager was a werewolf himself, his scent was really giving him out. Giving him a light smile, I looked over to Randel's side. He must have taken the signal since he immediately handed me the papers. "I'm very glad to have met you....." I stopped, giving him a questioning look. "Williams." He said. "Mr. Williams. I shall tell father about meeting you, I'm sure he'll be pleased." Walking out the shop, I got inside the black car that my father has provided me and stared out the window, taking the whole view of the city little by little. 

 I guess my father is the only Alpha in the world who only visits his pack every other month to live in a city like this-better yet, the only Alpha alive who left his pack for his own pleasures. Ridiculous. 

If you are so curious then yes, I am a werewolf, but I'm not your ordinary werewolf. Having the blood of a human and a Royal makes me somewhat different. Being a blue blood-hybrid, I am a much more powerful wolf. Why you ask? Simple, hybrids are pretty rare, they say-which are utterly true-hybrids are much faster wolves and has 5 times the strength of an ordinary wolf, in short, I am close to having all the attributes of an Alpha except for the fact that hybrids can cover up their scent whenever and wherever they might be and Alphas cannot. Hybrids also has a bigger possibility of not ever having a mate and would more likely die not very long after their 18th birthday if they still haven't found theirs. Thinking about mates, it suddenly hit me on why my weak grandpa has sent me here. He wanted me to find my.....Mate.